AnguishedA Poem by Merle Van Dee
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Making lies reduce To nothing but ants Marching lazily Around a banquet hall Or pebbles on the side Of four-lane highways. Eyes become swirling pools Of lamplight desires And Acrylic Wonderlands. I find peace in this world Of my greatest demons And saving graces. Sold in the Alleys, Corners downtown. Paid for with the anguished cries Of a tormented soul. © 2016 Merle Van Dee |
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Added on January 12, 2016 Last Updated on January 12, 2016 AuthorMerle Van DeePeoria, ILAbout"Terrible things happen to good people every day. Consequentially, I am not one of the good people. I am one of those terrible things." - Marianna Paige For more consistent writing follow my .. more..Writing
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