Poetry ~ Broken Rusted

by Omega Maverick on 2018/03/22

A relationship broken crusted.

Winter/Fall

Spring is rusted.
Gone, we trusted.

These gears weren’t busted.
How did we become so crusted?

Broken rotten corpse,
of things before…

Tears dried the gears.
Re-broken heart is rusted.

Fall/Winter

From where did I spring?
Trusted, crusted, forever busted.

So pure.
So rusted.

Tried to mend,
machine fucking wrecked.

Truth found so feared.
I was the one… so broken rusted.

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