Friends Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
Friends
I live with many demons.
They steal me from my bed.
Many hearts the fiends have eaten.
My demons are well fed.
And I've killed my share of angels;
At least they claimed to be,
But would angels dance in decadance
And go to bed with me?
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
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5/3/2024 7:27:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is so different from other friendship poems, I have read so far. Nice concept n imagery. Read my poem called MAGNETS