POISONED APPLE

POISONED APPLE

A Poem by Missa

Was i once the apple of my daddy's eye?
I doubt it, by how quick/easily he said "Bye,bye"
Do i often ask myself how could he and 'oh' why?
"You betcha" she say's bitterly with a sigh. They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
But also the wicked witch said "here's a nice juicy apple my dear, have it for free. Well apparently nothing's free in this life.
There's alway's something someone's afta.
Thus ending this chapter of the story that didn't end happily ever after.

© 2016 Missa


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Added on January 6, 2016
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Missa
Missa

Birmingham, NY, United Kingdom



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Hiya :) i am 27 years old. I like playing/practicing on me acoustic guitar, aswell as writing my memoirs/poetry which i eventually, hopefully will get published properly in a little book, and with y.. more..

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