The last grain of sand
Ending note of songs
Don't need an extra hand
he doesn't belong
I will walk ahead
In the shinning sun
While he lays in bed
What is done is done
Sunday, July 18, 2010
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- MyLifeInShambles
- Rebellion, North Carolina, United States
- 22yrs of what we call life, a different view of the world while trying to escape depression with a love for poetry and Vampyres!
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1 comments:
Beautiful. It reads like a farewell note left of the bedside table. A note of liberation, for the sender. A note of triumph.
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