BarryA Poem by FoolSelf explanatoryI thought I could handle it, I thought I had control It was the loss of promise and hope, just like a false start We walk behind you, face puffy, stained with tears Mind dances and rolls with memories that hurt The tolling bell cuts deep as the moment nears For today we bury you as well as our hearts © 2010 FoolReviews
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Added on April 30, 2010Last Updated on May 1, 2010 AuthorFoolUnited KingdomAboutI'm not a writer, I just like to empty my head when it gets full. I love life and the living of it, as challenging as it is. I hope you enjoy my writing as much as I have enjoyed some of the writing o.. more..Writing
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