Poison
Despair strokes affair,
Poison in sure air.
When that bright flame dies,
Crash follows sad sighs.
Cryptic thoughts lounge here,
Harsh pains strangle cheer.
Dark thoughts from deep core,
Pain stabs and stabs more.
Dying seems easy,
Poison comes to free.
Leon Enriquez
17 December 2016
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2016
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