Little King of Sorrows
A world caught between
Not I said the fly.
On the wall of this guy.
What's the deal with this show?
In the end I will know.
It all seems too real.
For these souls I do feel.
Been stuck in the hour,
A bedazzled wall flower.
I'd like to believe.
But a world doth deceive.
For now I just wait.
And continue my fate.
A sloth came a mocking,
While a riddle kept talking.
Threats of a wise guy,
the loss of the wi-fi.
I light up a smoke,
to his flattering joke.
My vision is blurry.
Like a winter snow flurry.
I'll still be okay.
For my God knows the way.
I take no delight.
Of this tragedies' sight.
A pain I know well.
But not mine to tell.
For perception is keen.
In a world caught between.
© 2013 L.K.Sorrows
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