Basket Full Of Cases

sleep proceeding
never bleeding
from the heart
and not the mind.
healing sinful
ever whimful
only hatred
towards the sky.
cheerful jelly
consumed in belly
always hungry
i hope you die.
painful sin
jar filled to brim
ever empty
yet not to I.
when all is over
you have helped her
more than ever
could have i.
lovely heaven
i hope and wished then
that a native of there
could be I.
so child may you
and child say you
of the story
listen to try.
and never hurted
but badly asserted
always cheery
cept with Skye.
so if i may now
and ask i say how
try to imagine
another I.
for I is greedy
and I is sneaky
but never ever
was I I.
so listen near dear
and never leave here
unless asked to
by my I.
truthful, ruthful, was my I.

~Megz~
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