no. 6A Poem by Sara MimaYou've been giving your condolences To the people that you let downAnd I couldn't help but notice The moon in your eyes as you shiver; look up And I pause for a moment You've been giving your condolences To the people that you let down
I asked the man that saved you If I could find you around town And he replies to me, "That same young man hasn't been around much anymore."
Hm. Hmm. Hmm.
Soundlessly, I'll go home. Y'know, the place you used to know. Where you'd hang your hat in your genteel air Though, you've these alleys and cabins And these dirty gloves made of satin You haven't any time, but you're alone
I've seen the ring they gave you, I hope they've been treating you well And the bible they saved you, I hope it's been serving you well And this prince they've made you, I hope you can hardly tell And the bars they take you, I hope you drink yourself to Hell. © 2012 Sara Mima |
StatsAuthorSara MimaAboutHello, I'm Mima. c: I like to write (music, words, little poems, lengthy posts, books, etc). I roleplay on Facebook as well. This is a place to post anything and everything that comes to mind. more..Writing
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