EdgeA Poem by Richard Bachman
I need help,
I need work, Putting these screws Back into my head I am mad as birds Running from my ghosts Like a mad man, I beat my brains into these bickering bricks I cannot stay I must go, Because they're right On my tail I must run across water And hop many mountains To prove this all Is not over just yet © 2010 Richard Bachman |
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Added on July 9, 2010 Last Updated on July 9, 2010 AuthorRichard BachmanPhoenix, AZAboutI'm a Freshman at The University of Arizona. I'm a pre-pharD student, and I figured I'd share some of my writings. I'm interested in classics and poetry. My favorite poet is Sylvia Plath, but I don't.. more..Writing
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