Beast Poem by Stefanie Fontker

Beast



To walk through closed
And hidden doors,
Will be my very last
Memory, and mistake.

I saw the beast in
His truest form and he
Swallowed my heart and
Scratched out my eyes.

Friday, October 21, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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