Poetry

patty turner


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28 november 2012

days in the maze

day by day you're getting lost in this maze,
every wrong turn gives you pain.

its slowly making you go insane.

you don't know what real whats fake;

you see a little girl in red drinking some tea.

being confused you ask her if she knows how to get out,
she looks you up and down.

then she screams bloody murder.

the heges turn to blood,
the sun goes black,
the sky goes gray.

then you fell it,
its cold but warm yet you don't know what it is.

then you look down and she had your heart in her hands,
everything is going black.

you hear her laughing,
then she whisper in your ear saying.

"this is what you get for hurting mommy."






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