My somber
sleepless eyes
grimly grows
out their ghastly
guiltless gaze.
Dwindling
down into
a desolate
doleful daze .
As they graze
against my
immoral mirror
and it’s molded
misshapen maze
of shallow
shattered
shaded shards
of shame.
That only
I am left to blame .
Oct 09, 2022
A ghastly guiltless gaze
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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You are
The world heavyweight champion of alliteration my friend. No competition.
Astounding,
Tim
Thank you
My inspiration
https://youtu.be/0Z-6fAgxKRY