Secrets Discovered
In the linen prison,
Languish forever sweet swine,
Your sentence behind my bars
Is almost over
Then be free to you deeds.
.
Long since the clock has past
Dozens. Hours drip 'till it ends.
Your shadow lingers by the hallight.
Shoes in your left hand.
Your blade, Your right.
.
Blunted by the duvets,
Your teeth could be weapons,
They are already sunk,
In two pieces of the flesh.
.
Your cell door opens,
I am speared into the mattress instead.
My wounds need no doctor.
It is only a heart that breaks,
When stolen under the bed of li(v)es.
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Secrets Discovered, which
was posted on Aug 14, 2009 by
Ratius.
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"A poem about the discovery of a secret (maybe you could see that in the title?)"
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Love / Romance, Mature Themes
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