There is nothing left of me my friend
But a battered and shattered heart that bleeds
Many a wound it had borne with strength
But this last one was just too deep
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Some of my poems written over many years. Not posted here in any chronological order.
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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