MaroonedA Poem by MOONWhere do we go when dreams are no more? Where is this life what is its core. Deal out the cards, what it is for? Twirling party dresses bought in a store. When there is a knock, who opens the door? Does the marooned ship ever leave the shore? Sometimes the sweetest taste just leaves you raw. Every battle fought ending in war. Remember a time, tell me what you wore. Red flagged dresses for bulls to gore. Expressions of love that finally tore. Chronicle of a fairytale, another folklore. © 2012 MOONReviews
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