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Kai Myers
Poems
Dec 2015
Lost Soul,
Fallen down,
lost and grieving.
Golden flowers greet a lost soul,
"Broken be the child?"
It whispers.
Hand clutched to heart,
the rain begun.
Alone, lost, forgotten.
βBy myself again.β
"My child,"
Gone the flower, stood a new face.
"Please do not shed tears."
Your friends await to greet you to this new place.
β**** or Be Killedβ a familiar echo came through.
Forget them all you had a mission to see through.
Broken be the child,
a bloodied knife in hand.
"Gone are your friends."
The flower sang.
"They never stood a chance."
Little different than what I usually do! I've found myself a new muse so I've been working from that. Sorry for being so inactive!
Written by
Kai Myers
Austin, Texas
(Austin, Texas)
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