Do I Owe A Defeat?
Do I Owe A Defeat?
We began with sincerity,
And ended in barbarity
A lot to say yet a lot unspoken, A heart that's abandoned goes heartbroken My eyes at your words,
Sharper than that of shepherd's Be waiting and annotating,
As of anticipating an act of adjudicating Unreasonable split-ups, there are none, So risible so comical ostensibly a pun I owe a defeat? that's undone Until pain that ignites turns arson