one block,
two blocks,
three blocks,
four.shouldn't we keep building this house a little more?
five blocks,
six blocks,
seven blocks,
eight.up and up the tower goes!
threatening to pierce the sky and to puncture the heavens!
impaling the clouds of their rain and cutting through the thick blanket of the ocean sky.nine blocks,
ten blocks,
eleven blocks,
twelve.boom! crash!
the tower falls,
crashing and burning.much like what was left of you & i.
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wOW I JUST SAW A LITTLE KID PLAYING WITH LEGOS AND THIS HAPPENED
YOU ARE READING
mellifluous | poetry
Poetryrhyming words that I mean with all my heart; before my heart gets torn apart. © OCTOBER 2017 - TBA