Cruel Love
When
He said
Romance gags me
You waste your time
Love is for weaklings
I
Wasn’t dead
yet
When
He said
Plant only
Food
Dump
Out the flowers
I
Wasn’t
Dead
yet
When
He said
Close all the windows
Seal all the cracks
I
Wasn’t dead
yet
when
the moonlight faded
I
crawled away
I
Wasn’t
Dead Yet.
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012
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