10 Year Sentence

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10 Year Sentence

Did I just lose everything?
Painted it all black, yet the colors still bleed.
Pull me into your arms, “it’s all right”
Anything just to help me sleep at night.

 

I lit it up.
I chopped it down.
I breathed it in.
Just for the sound.
I sold my soul like I would pay you all out in something
Instead I cashed it out for myself and


Painted it black
So I couldn't see it blue
It ran a muck
All for you
Ten years later
And I still love you...

Sentence served
Well deserved

I lit us up.
I chopped us down.
I breathed it in.
Just for the sound.

 

Rich Kid
Poor Soul
You always knew

 

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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