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Mortally Wounded
Mortally wounded. . A ripple stirs upon the stagnant murky pool Of my darken tormented mind What would have my life Have been like if my soul Hadn’t been battered My acid drenched heart imprisoned and confined . And that some great force hadn’t knocked me senseless Leaving me like a run over as a rabbit Left on the side of the road scarlet flowing Like ravines of rain Mortally wounded And in excruciating unbearable pain . To have found my other half To fill a hole Pick me up and make me smile And have been a happy loving parent To a needy playful child . Beggars cannot be chooses And the one’s with beautiful soul and heart Are walked upon And hapless losers Tied to the rafters of cruel adversity . For once I dared to dream I’d find a loving soul To share my domain and kingdom And be my devoted ruler of my heart My Queen . I never asked to be born Be plagued by demons Have my life tossed away Like a piece of scrunched up paper My heart ripped and torn . Once cursed by a gypsy In search of silver But had not to give How I hate life a ball and chain And no longer Want to live. . Peter Dome©2021.
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