death
came from rattle snakes
build
a fort just to dig his grave
air
became thinner inside
with
every single inhale
mesmerized
by the good feeling
his
obscured vision of love
couldn’t
differ between words or places
memories
that still haunt him at dawn
one
common bite and 100 different faces
excruciating
pain and smile on their faces
black
dahlia flourished in my rose garden
my
eyes rained, someone punctured the cloud
scandals
that can ruin lives, lies that can take lives
a
friend is not a friend of yours
beware
of those snakes
who
befriend you and kill your soul
Why your poems are so relatable? anyways thank you for publishing it.
ReplyDeleteI want to send this poem to my ex best friend who was a complete snake. She was mean.
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