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Rock n' Roll Doggie
And so it was growing
its nature unknown
a weed in their bed.
I'm latently piecing,
with society's spit, a rose
torn in shreds.
The time we spend sowing
soiled or on stones
fearing to tread,
While a frost blows in
and hazy bygones
freeze hard instead.
Once, a love grew
that with the sun arose
that was soon stoned
by Them. In its stead
were petals in pieces;
to silence it succum-bed.
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I've nearly given up on this poem, haha how's this for melodrama and forced structure which are, in fact, all the makings of a bad poem. Well, now that I've gotten this off my chest (or harddrive hurhur) I'm off to cook me a late dinner..
frayed
its nature unknown
a weed in their bed.
I'm latently piecing,
with society's spit, a rose
torn in shreds.
The time we spend sowing
soiled or on stones
fearing to tread,
While a frost blows in
and hazy bygones
freeze hard instead.
Once, a love grew
that with the sun arose
that was soon stoned
by Them. In its stead
were petals in pieces;
to silence it succum-bed.
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I've nearly given up on this poem, haha how's this for melodrama and forced structure which are, in fact, all the makings of a bad poem. Well, now that I've gotten this off my chest (or harddrive hurhur) I'm off to cook me a late dinner..
frayed