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Reality
Archaic fears crawled into my ears
It has been their home for years
On the brink of drowning in my own tears
The venom filled words you said left me raw yet seared
The foggy truth has finally appeared
No way to have my conscientious cleared
My heart is feeling sheared
It is my fault, I am the one who steered
©2013 Miss Morbid
It has been their home for years
On the brink of drowning in my own tears
The venom filled words you said left me raw yet seared
The foggy truth has finally appeared
No way to have my conscientious cleared
My heart is feeling sheared
It is my fault, I am the one who steered
©2013 Miss Morbid
Published 3rd May 2013
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4th May 2013 6:49am
The rhyme scheme here worked really well,
giving the poem a rhythm.
No way to have my conscientious cleared
My heart is feeling sheared
It is my fault, I am the one who steered
I can relate :)
giving the poem a rhythm.
No way to have my conscientious cleared
My heart is feeling sheared
It is my fault, I am the one who steered
I can relate :)
