
Kaitlyn Frazier
Taunted and tainted
I hasten away
Bested and wretched
I rush from the fray.
Honed in on and caged
I was led astray
Young and yet aged
I can’t find my way.
Pining bouts of grief
Allow no relief
Oftentimes I weep
Farewell to sweet sleep.
Forever I’ll rue the day
He chanced by my way.
Poet's Notes: Obviously this is a breakup poem, but I hate sappiness just as much as the next person, so I thought it wise to keep it short and sweet. Life changes so swiftly that I can’t even seem to remember who this was about.
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