MiscarriageA Poem by Ronda
It moves and is there
And I can feel us there and Once again I am alive Yet I remember more then you do About the past and for once I am so Happy and so complete Then it is over and I am left To pick up the pieces alone and Battered by me and mostly you… © 2008 Ronda |
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