My bones are displaced
You put them in this place
If you wanted me to leave
You simply could've said
Instead of ending it
In our bed
Nobody knows
That the bright orange
Conceals your sins
My dear Peter
What have you become?
Heartless
Undone
You used to be a funny guy
Now I sit here wondering why
The seeds are strangely beautiful inside
Where you left me
After I died
Peter Peter pumpkin eater,
Had a wife and couldn't keep her!
He put her in a pumpkin shell,
And there he kept her very well!
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Ramblings of the Soul (✅)
Poetry1st Place Winner of The Diamond Awards 2017 1st Place Winner of The Angel Awards 2017 Best Cover Winner of The Coruscate Awards 2017 Best Title Winner of The Wicked Awards 2018 • • • Hello, friend! Do you crave a horrific end or just simply a morbid...
