Onion Poem by lamia harker
Onion
give me message
rhythm and rhyme
and no negative word of mine
shall ever be seen
so disinterested
like techno waste
envy at it's heart
bleed
distraction in anger for
wasted beauty
thirteen hearts because they matter
ten moments that changed
the world
and one thought
never completed
became a painting
never started
and in it lay the heart of the world
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