Copyright ZIV. A. O © 2014
SECOND DRAFT SENT IN BY ZIV
Poetry
I LOST A LOVED ONE
BUT HE DIDNT DIE
RATHER DEEP IN HIS HEART GREW THORNS
AND IT PIERCED MY SOUL WITH EACH PASSING DAY
HIS HEART, A RYTHMIC FANTASY
WAS NOW HALLUCINATED BY ECTASY
AND FOR HIM I SHED TEARS THAT COULD DROWN THE TITANIC
STILL NOTHING COMPARED TO HIS MISERY WHICH IN ALL WAS SATANIC
AND SO CAME THE DAY THAT I HAD HAD IT
A CONVERSATION I DARE SAY MIGHT HAVE CALMED IT
BUT AS RAGE GREW AND FEAR SPARKED FURY
I OBLIGED MY DEMONS AND DID THE UNRULY
I LOST A LOVED ONE
HE DID DIE
BUT OF NATURAL CAUSE
WOULD BE FALSE
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