Just something silly, that I admit I didn't take seriously. I don't like writing poems that don't rhyme. Hehe ^^ Be nice.
GingerLove
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Lost remnants lay about the ground,
I look for signs of life,
And find to my surprise and rage,
Red smears upon his face.
He denies all through clenched teeth,
That are flecked with fleshy bits.
To my digust, annoyance and longing,
There the remains do lie.
I run across to save my love,
Thinking it's too late; oh no.
But sigh with desperate relief,
To see my cherry pie intact.
