Compliments Poem by Alicia Gordon

Compliments



Bound Asphyxiation...

Perchance you will stand my fall.

Despondency Arrant
Rigid Disdain
Fervor Repressed
Smothered by pain.

Newfound Adulation...

Perchance I may mend after all.

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