it is nothing personal

By braintrain

Fri, 22 Nov 2013
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2 comments
 

Put away your storefront face

swiped away like plastic fake

Vanished without a trace

old memories time did take

 

Like an old wallet stuffed to burst

your calling card I did burn

don't worry you're not the first

but it was your turn

 

So now you may come to sense

to the grave I have you sent

though It is nothing personal

to do away with false pretense

Certificate PG
Story
Poetry from Dude
Love

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

I like the way you have put everything sort of back to front - if that makes sense - like an old fashioned poem. And I think you have used some original descriptions, too. 

Enjoyed.

Bee

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

This holds my attention and I like the ending           Elsie