Prison Poetry: II

Lighting storm swarms

Stars strung between

Debate your escape

Future freedom rings

Tick-tock

Seconds turn to months

Blink twice

Sweet tooth

Never satisfied

Guilty sparks fly

Arch-Angels fight

Does love conquer pain?

DNA states “no”

Love bursts

Soul to collide

She’s a mess

Answer continuously

“Yes”

 

 

 

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