Poetry by me...
Hi, I'm Charl (they/them) - nonbinary trans nerd. D&D. Fantasy. Games. Social commentary. Art. Food. Poetry. Feminism. Witchcraft. Atheism. More art. Occasionally inflicting you with piano or even worse my singing. Giving heed to the conspiracy that all cutlery is secretly listening to us planning on taking over the world... or something.
Thursday, April 02, 2015
Whiplash
the day that changes
when laughter once was my friend
now we meet as strangers
how happily I had woken
and some hours later
I find my heart broken
and I'm hanging by a teather
with a heart battered
by stormy weather
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