Sweet Saturnine Poem by B3k Baylon

Sweet Saturnine



Hail this day, the gloomy cobwebs at play…
This child of Doom keepin’ the lunacy away
Perils overcome and half the battle won
She laughs and dances around her dark throne

A chest box she guards even in her sleep
Holds broken hopes and dreams there she keeps
And on her restless hours these she mends
Bitter tears & a sad smile, with these she lovingly tends

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