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The One
She is one with copper lips who shot and missed
To end at once who aimed to give her sunflowers.
Had he gifted glass bullets that he manufactured
Graceful through the air only to graze her heart,
Delicate she’d be with the man who shocked her;
Love her: the queen-to-be who asked for gunpower
And instead died; you did not know she was allergic.
About the Creator
Branden Navedo
I've mostly written poetry all my life which carries into my other writing. I also love wandering, so if you tell me to get lost I'll gladly oblige. In other words, yes, I respond well to criticisms. Click here for my author website!
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Comments (2)
oh my! This poems is so rich and deep.
What an incredible ending!😅😅