Every chance she had with us, no matter what we say
Clinging to her truth, she did, to throw her shot away.
Laying down a falsehood, to, alienate and confuse
Indicating her colors, had switched so we would lose.
Pleas and stories spouted forth, blackened by her lies
Save you not, our new response
Erasure, now what fly’s.
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Cassandra Warren
Mom, USAF veteran, Lupus survivor, and aspiring writer. Take a stroll inside my mind.
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Comments (2)
A nice Acrostic poem
Oh, this is very unique and has great depth. Loved it.