The floor glistened after the party
glitter scattered on the floor
Flashback of blood flooded
after the fatal war.
Jab the dagger three-time
as I bowed to greet
I could tell, it was a long trek
from three pats to three stab defeat.
French windows knocked out
dazzling chandelier rusted down
Greenlight dwindled at the dock
glitzy Gatsby sank and drowned.
Lough of the twin flame
altered to chuckle of a stranger
The story's not over, I'm still writing the page
spitting hate and pinning blame.
-@ehhhNerd
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Poetry by @ehhhNerd
PoetryHey guys! (Whoever is reading) I write poetry. I'm posting some of my stuff here. If you like it or hate, please let me know. I would take all the criticism and compliments gracefully. Just give it a read :)
