s./j. goldner - Vindictive loyalty

They say from where I've came
And where I've been
That I broke everyone's heart
And I did it laughing.

She took off
running
running from herself....

Sweet revelry mocking her
trails.
happy trails.

Such a pretty little life—
like a Lily in the Valley—
growing among the weeds;
waiting to be strangled.

Destruction of
beauty,
life, love

all for the sake of
word combinates.

s./j. goldner

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