A Name to Live in Infamy

September 13, 2011
By BuddhaBear BRONZE, Groton, Connecticut
BuddhaBear BRONZE, Groton, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
The woods are lovely... dark... and deep. -Robert Frost


A month of life gone astray,
Three months wasted on
Your diseased name; I think
I overplayed your sick, sick
Game.

A pawn on your checkerboard-
A target to BREAK.
Like a little kid
Ripping wings off moths- AS IF
I was drawn to your STUPID flame.

Poison dripping from
Your locked jaw- by ball and
CHAIN. Stuck me with
Pushpins and
LIES. Rumors you spread
By text, like a messaging bird...

And tied me up with your
FAKE apology -
Planted it like a withered rose,
Watered me with my own tears-
All a waste!
Now it's back to hate.

The author's comments:
Inspiration comes in all forms; even the worst emotions can spark an idea. Follow it.

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