Tattered Life

Data 20/09/2013 19:38:09 | Tópico: Sonetos

Contact, usually, it mattered,
On days I used to care,
Then everything shattered
While I was unaware.

My deep treasure she flattered
With affection I couldn't bear.
It was great until it splattered,
In the ground, for my despair.

Every feeling loudly clattered,
For a moment it seemed unfair.
My soul, my health, battered...

The most powerful warfare
That my life tattered:
It hid, and I didn't see where.

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