"SPUN OUT"

A heart, pure white as cotton,
Ruined it, wiping off wounds,
This is Satan with his coat on,
Sorrow is, his musical sounds, 
Spun out of a mess caught on.

"Spun Out"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


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