Violet, His Love
It's such a a lovely day
Sprinkles fall from the sky
My head is in the clouds
Like a cookie jar with no lid
Actions cannot be undone
My brain is crooked
Ants eat me whole
Guilt consumes me
Violet, his love
Silent, she is at ease
In the ground underneath
Jealousy is a disease
Sprinkles fall from the sky
My head is in the clouds
Like a cookie jar with no lid
Actions cannot be undone
My brain is crooked
Ants eat me whole
Guilt consumes me
Violet, his love
Silent, she is at ease
In the ground underneath
Jealousy is a disease
Key Words : Guilt, silent, jar
This Poems Story
My free verse poem is about a girl who\'s at fault of someone else\'s death and the weight of her carelessness burdening her
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