My Right Arm

My Right Arm

A Poem by BROXEN REFLEXEN

Sadness

is the

scar of the poet and

with every

seething

tear that I shed

I know

what it means

to

be

alone

© 2008 BROXEN REFLEXEN


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Rather depressing even though it is true also. I don't exactly undersand your spacing ethnics though.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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