The painted heavens disappoint me
when they cannot match your eyes.
Yet, you build over my loveliness
masking me with your disguise.
We breathe as one, I through you,
& choke slightly on your lies.
A contest entry
- six lines. by sighingflosser..
700 points, ended September 28, 50 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think? Any good?
Comments
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a very good, intriguing piece. i like the final two lines especially.
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