Painted Leaves

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 10, 2019

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Brothers and Sisters, Misses and Misters.

Cutting deep into my hands full of blisters.

Typing it out as my heart was shocked alive.

Electricity of captivity fighting to survive.

 

In a life that seems to resemble fiction.

Standing tall to a beating of addiction.

Send with love and care by a strong mare.

Nursery rhymes soothing my nightmare.

 

Kicking me in the face to a wild scream.

Hiding to please let me stay in this dream.

Accused of crimes not even committed.

Taking the blame perhaps a bit outwitted.



With painted leaves and glue I build my crown.

Falling around in drunken streets of high town.

And as the darkness begin to fade in the suns shine.

I sultry tip my crown to a heavy dose of chlorine.


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