They're shreds; Pink and glowing
They're shreds; With dots of white
They're shred
They're shred
Not shrimps
In white beds
They're shreds
They're shreds
Pink without eyes
There's no face in disguise
They're shreds
They're shreds
Shreds of life
Paint on a canvas
And explicit form of art
They're shreds; without meaning
They're shreds; not shrimps
They're shreds
In the shape of shrimps
YOU ARE READING
Still Wishing
Poetry- C o m p l e t e d - Started on the 23. 02. 19 Completed on the 27. 05. 19 DEEP poems And others not so deep. Hope you like them. They get better as you read. #6 quickread || 02. 01. 2019 #262 short || 16. 01. 2019 #2 anythingreally || 23. 02...
