2021, poetry written by CappedX at Spillwords.com
Annie Spratt



written by: CappedX



People are dying,
Living in the loneliness who don’t.
Truth is lying,
Ripping everyone before they choke.
An incense burning,
Blamed for the fire in Jungle.
A cry of pain,
Silenced forever in a cell.
Cigarettes smouldering,
Buried in the coffin those who smoked.
Who you’re running to,
Who you’ll turn into.
When sailor has the holes in the boat.
A pocket empty for blood.
Lurking for a human heart,
The butcher of the world.

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