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 © | Year Posted 2012

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