Broken Poems
broken poems
restless shapes
knowing this pass
teach'ers hallways
forbidden
my last
write
is
now
so long poets
with your dot
followings
mymicing
misery
here
i
am
pick me
last write
from misery
think they are
over sculpting me
freakish minds torment
inside butterfly fly cacoon fly
let the mother moth die
dusted to dust
my words
of
disgust
jealous freaks
search for complete
again teach'er pick me
why soul i want another half
i
am
an whole
one makes
you complete
when two combine they make one
completeness can be found within yourself
what part of me escapes never to be returned
after all is done only ourselves can be held responsible
for all the love we give and for the love we have taken away
?
just rambles
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Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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