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Image Credits: sketchonme@DeviantArt

You were once
that faithful friend
with a wooden shoulder
to cry on

You could have been
so much more…

Yet you chose
to beΒ just a fistful
of dead leaves
picked and rolled,
coaxed and cajoled
into a chamber
Of suffocation,
Of humiliation
waiting to be smelt
– to be consumed –
by a lustful mouth
that holds the power
to set you free
into an irreversible swirl
– of smoke –

Now here you lie
Used
Abused
on a deserted crossroad
of grey ashes,
charred
scarred,
trying to choose
between the void of uncertainty
and the certain path to hell

You could have been
so much more…


**Posted for Week 6 of OpenLinkNight @ D’VersePoets Pub… Oh yea, it’s this cool new hangout with a fabulous poetic patronage! Check it out, link in your work, read on, and say Cheers!! πŸ™‚ **

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