A ripple, A wave...A Poem by Robert Centner
Silence among friends,
Growing talk among people, Take me away before it ends, Trapped on the edge waiting for the ripple. Disease spreads quickly, A growing cancer of the heart, Words spread freely, Our group, deaths next mark. Growing tension, escape from them all, A life trapped between friends, Forced to chose on a call, No way to make the mend. Once again left to the few, True people that never go away, Never will I find a cure, To solve this disarray. © 2013 Robert Centner |
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Added on January 20, 2013 Last Updated on January 20, 2013 AuthorRobert CentnerClarksville, TNAboutRandom Poetry, Random writing, and the like. I sit down, let my emotion overtake me and then just let the words flow from my fingers into my writing. Typically I start to write during depression, so.. more..Writing
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