The Bitter TasteA Poem by Jack CassidyFailing...
What happened?
Ordinary, mundane, ugly, rotten fruit.
Plucked early, cutting teeth, the hope decaying. Once forbidden, defiled appetite, drowning my thoughts.
Empty grave, empty soul, and deceased life.
© 2013 Jack Cassidy |
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Added on July 10, 2013 Last Updated on July 31, 2013 |

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