DiceA Poem by Marshallsix dots random sequence one never falls in love'by chance two make sense three is for free four no more please five-high? six the first of the devils visit another six-age another six delve deep for explanations dont dice with death they said holding a six shooter to my head the russian roullete worked i speak from the other world where eternity has no chance. I took it. © . All rights reserved, 19 days ago- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11670077-Dice-by-Marshall-Gass-noguest#sthash.OZOFc736.dpuf© 2014 Marshall |
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