MEND ME

by Tonia   Aug 14, 2017



With the flow,
Of the fall,
A million fragments,
Off the wall,
Once strung together,
Now tacky and tethered,
A Tale of teeth,
Immediately mended.

Incisors bit off,
Canines opaque,
Of Wisdoms, one only,
Panorex vague.

Mend me, mend me,
Might be asking much,
Feel my razor-molars,
Shatter at your touch.

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  • 4 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    Ohh, I think this is amazingly crafted.

    • 4 months ago

      by Tonia

      Thank you! Kind of you. x

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