Saturday 31 December 2011

A picture

The night when the men in black came
Barged through my door to dethrone my name
Sat I still with a glass of wine
Legs cross waiting for them to take my arm.

Men in black, in here I am
Come sit with me before we part.
I shall now tell you of this frame hanged
She was my once sweet Lady who broke my heart!


K.Oni

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