Devin Anderson Poems

Our hearts are clenched close
by the thorns of a mystic rose.
As we lie in agony and let the thoughts drip to our beds,
Our sheets become draped with secrets of dark shades of reds.
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I gave you my heart
straight from the start.
I looked in your eyes
and forgot all the lies.
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Dug too deep
too deep to dig.
Far into the ground
never to be found.
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As the lonely nights drive past
and the sensless nights burn fast,
my mind is blessed of you,
thinking of the things you'll do.
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As the nights grow harder
and nights go weak.
I beg for a break,
a break from this endless streak.
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From the depths of the shallow waters of life,
you scream for anyone.
I pull you free from your drowning.
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