Heart Shaped Balloons Poem by Craig Turner

I think your missing the point,
Lips up to the sky,
As she found out your lies,
No turning back,
As they only know your disguise,
Your lying again,
And its no surprise

Heart shaped balloons,
Bounce of the ceiling,
Could not bring her back,
As she arrives into an afternoon,
Before you return.

Crowds arrive for your demise,
She will make sure,
Your unmasked before the suns arise,
Getting your revenge,
Is missing the point,
Heart shaped balloons to make amends