Vase

by DarkLight   Mar 27, 2016


I have become your late night News,
with every gossip you float in the air.
Broken hearts and missing brains,
red hot emotions
all down the drains
floods, after heavy rains,
my name will remain
like the main purpose for the vase.
To hold the beauty in a home.

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