Good Writtance
What is it then, what good?
Never doing as it should
Tempest tossed from hell
Written close to me
Tears drain from the eye wells
Bitten close to hearts deep sea
Ink dries round the wound
Written close to me
Rejected again my friends
Planned out as a grand win
Cut this deep bitter sin
Written close to me
Good then to bed
Fateful bitter bled
Good I say, good
Good Writtance
Close to me
Copyright © Tim B | Year Posted 2012
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