Mother Of Worry

Deep-in-Thought--45969

Red rose attitude a voice filled in nails
Hand held fist and a toxic mind lost unconsumed
Planned detour
Everything escapes
Ill morning after
Four days of pain
Her own gambit bitter son she weeps
Bed of ugliness
Black eye encompassing dirty trails
Hope concerning
I am loved more than I’ll ever know

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