Rhyme & Riddle

Let’s go down the waterfall

Do you mind if I crawl

And cease to exist

Where did the passion go

In the flow

Of H2O

Below the ripples

Of the flood

Loosing blood

In the trudge 

Of life

With this old haggard knife

Split down the middle

And solve the riddle

Because I’m sick of rhyme

I need the time

I’ve lost

In the frost

Suffering

From exhaultation

No person knows

The absolute sickness

Of the wicked

Undead

#poetry

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