Meanie

i lost my doll

i got her back

i ate my lunch

i took a nap

i hurried home

i had a shout

i talked too much


what’s this about?


i made the bed

i held your hand

i turned your wish

to my command

i shut your eyes

i looked away

i buried you

with your bouquet.

Reviews

[Michael X]

wow, this is delving and really speaks volumes, as far messehe, I liked the simplicity you've employed with a stellar sense of rhythm.
this reminds me of dark, infinite sadness. profoundly expressed