Painted Leaves

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

Submitted: June 10, 2019

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Submitted: June 10, 2019



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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