Careful caress
Thy self, guess
Rift formed nigh
From angst high
Patience at home
Can't kempt foam
Fight not nor
Love off raw
A blow in the face
Guns in hand deface
A shot in the head
Result's one is dead
Burial charged done
Pines regret's on
Home, be sweet
In war's treat
Man call for grace
Familiar trace
So clear you feel
Not jammy to eel
Should the devil
Ensue weevil
Dearth takes the sheaf
Burns for relief
Home is sweet home
When love don't foam.
Jodekss
Hello, I am Jodekss Gloatkenf --my penname. I am a professional writer, ghostwriter, researcher, editor, blogger, podcaster, artist, thinker and lightworker. I believe in creativeness, diversity and uniqueness --my definition of art.
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