A Decimate Manner
Mirrors to shatter as soon as she struts past
Her eyes can deceive the relief you perceived
Choke on your words, lose sight at her arrival
Unable to retrieve the beliefs you weaved
Immense terror swirls in your uneasy gut
Peeling off the harsh rind on your twisted mind
Your corrupt heart almost escaping it's cell
Sighs remind of that foul feeling, now refined
Shove them all down, let ancient memories drown
Forever lose 'your' crown, position as the clown
Copyright © Writing Muse | Year Posted 2024
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