Monday, August 31

These in This

This wound

No one want

Explodes like a bom

Hurts heart and beyond


This sick

Spreads so quick

Collapses the castle brick

Heaps the fraction in thick


This blood

Flows like a flood

Screams so aloud

Bounces to the cloud


Will be okay

As we are ally

With the smile in delay

It's okay, okay?

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