Sopping Betrayal

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Someone went out with a can of worms

No wading intentions, no plodding redemption

No forecast sight of downpour, no unrestful wharf

When you have a feeling that ebbs

An infamous inkling stream of dread

You have something

But you just don’t catch it

Yet

Oh the heart is nothing but a tool

To break, to wait, to create

Jealousy

The heart is nothing more than

An involuntary beating blood vein

No hook, no line,

No rail no bait no boat

To drown truth

To drown love

That turns into jealousy

To drown lies

Which blather

The felony of betrayal

No footsteps in the night

No moon, no lantern, no light

To drown that

Which soppingly betrays us all…

Drowning

Hurt

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3 thoughts on “Sopping Betrayal

    steve said:
    January 2, 2013 at 9:30

    love it, keep up all the hard work

    Ramona Barsotti said:
    January 3, 2013 at 9:30

    I like this one Miss Cherene

      clburdett responded:
      January 21, 2013 at 9:30

      Thank you, as always, for reading very faithfully!

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