The wreckage in review

The wreckage in review

Where left was

Heaps of promises

Eternity bound

Masks of

Love, clowning around


To tear down the big top

Exit town.

A seam

No needle could stitch

Together, once ripped

As stuffing fell out

Like useless words

Onto an empty page

Where they shall remain

Blank as hearts.

Innocence removed

Trust unglued

Sneak around viewed

Kicked off the path

It’s finally through.

Good luck to

The next fool

You school.

burn baby burn

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