The Day I Ran Away
Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Monday, February 24, 2014
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Someone tread
Here
Someone had a
Reason, halted here and
Felt this frission, echoes of
Past wanton rations, passed
Elusive fragments, caught
And tossed what lived here,
Brought to flickered almost
Life, and
Gone
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