Dystopia Mine Rots On The Vine Poem by BEAU GOLDEN

BEAU GOLDEN

BEAU GOLDEN

Earth, USA, California, Los Angeles, Van Nuys, Balboa blvd

Dystopia Mine Rots On The Vine

Rating: 3.5


In a 5x5 room
My impending doom
I was your groom
You built my tomb

You killed the plants
We never danced
Theres no romance
No backward glance

Dystopia mine
I was blind
Out of rhyme
Out of time

Dystopia Mine
We shared no wine
I'm left to find
You don't mind

Dystopia Mine
Rots on the vine
My sweet love
Devoured, u dined

Beau Golden

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Earth, USA, California, Los Angeles, Van Nuys, Balboa blvd
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