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Posted: January 18, 2014 in Uncategorized
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The body cold to the touch
Eyes shut, mouth closed
I had finally given in
I confirmed the piece of matter
No notes were left behind
No letters were left behind
The guy was once a friend
Lately just a name to bring shame
He was sick
Sick of him
Sick of life
Sick of it all
I questioned myself
Was there a part of me in him?
I didn’t want to answer it
I poured myself a drink
And told myself
My answer would come tomorrow

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Comments
  1. This is oh so powerful. I had to read it twice. I sat back in my chair and said, “Wow!”

  2. dervalblake says:

    Seems like late night writings are the best. Starting to discover your poetry and I’m loving the images it creates

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