Poems/Cheapened

Tears are cheapened perspiration dime a dozen salty shame. Premature like Vegas altar promises made out of passion.

Cheaper by the bucket that was given to the open sea. Deeper than the ocean lingo that you once had whispered to me.

Come to me in poetry to save me from my avarice and deadly sin regressions in my errors and judgment.

Lone Wolf1990 01:28, May 17, 2012 (UTC)