"proditione" poems
We all thought the same
She cut the rope we were balancing on
But you wanna keep your slate clean
So she was just a bad dream to be forgotten
You lie to yourself to be loved
Threw us under the bus and took your crown
Created a false article that told a biased story
Then published it...
We’re the blood thirsty reptilians now!
The drama seeking horror queens
The tables have turned
The fable turned to be true
A lesson is to be learnt.
Don’t trust the mouth of an unmasked joker
It doesn’t matter how much they shed their unequivocal truths
There are still darker hidden layers of secrets...
Secrets locked in an overloading box ready to busticate
Stay away...
You’re the poison that can’t be reckoned with.
Just remember!
While the vultures scavenge for fictious answers
The eagles laugh and over rule moronic actions.
- Madeleine.Barnham
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 7:28 PM UTC