The Broken Yolk Dripped From the Pan and Left the MealA Poem by ChloeThis is my first shot at minimalism. I wrote it in two minutes. This is written about the same person in "Here I Am". It's really weird.A rye on the cooker
I'm sure that I might hate you
God is mad
Nonsense! nonsense! I hope you are gone now
Oh, Oh
You're gone gone gone
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2 Reviews Added on June 24, 2008 AuthorChloeSeattle, WAAboutI am a 16-year-old young writer and I live in Seattle, Washington. I began writing when I was about nine. Then, I began to play some guitar and I realized that I had talent for music also. So poetry a.. more..Writing
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