One day I built you a shiny, grand church
Glistening glass windows and glossy pew
In God’s house, the Deadly Girl did lurch
She had a dark thought, then lit a large fuse
A single woman in the back did scream
D
eadly Girl always hated the quiet hymns
She destroyed the church and tore at the seams
Bathed in the aftermath of her fair sins
Dripping with her wrongdoings, Deadly Girl hushed
I
n the church rubble, a sick mouse emerged
He’s quite pitiful and in need of a brush
The one small life she could never have purged
Deadly Girl and the mouse got up and walked
W
holly forgetting my church walls she knocked
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Love and Fantasy
Poetrypoems written between classes, in notebooks, over lunches, and in the shower. ranging from emotional haikus to fictitious sonnets. are you looking for angst, fun, heartbreak, and an odd tangent about pigeons? read this then my dear fellow #1 in Pers...
