Just wrighting

by timothy cadwell   Nov 1, 2008


Millons of shaterd particals lie across the floor
a resolt of consestn slaming in a cold metle door
heer lie's the gloomy outcome your doing
heer lie;s my heart
as i stair puzzeld in sadness and suprize
i slowly wipe away the water from my eye
nothing left to fixe just knowing i must die

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