Spring’s warming graces
Eat away at my frozen heart
Leaving the me epic pain
The sadness that tears me apart
May be very simple
But the vast land
Leaves me empty
As my lonely hand
Minuscule moments together
Leaves nothing to sneeze at
Expectations are shattered
True, they were epic at that
But that says nothing
When I, you bail
The tears flow from me
Your epic fail
The skies remain blue
But for me they rain ash
A cup half full
Remains for me just a piece of glass
An epic choice
Mine and mine alone
Just a piece of glass
Dug down to the bone
A dark red paper
Is stained white
An epic wrong
Who is to say what is right
And what is at the end of life
But just an end of a tale
A sad, sad tragic story
And at life, I am an epic fail
Author notes
epic fail is the word of the month
what do you think?
Comments
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This is beautifully done, I love the flow of this piece and the words used for every stanza, nicely done



