GentleA Poem by What happened to simple old me?
we've got sonnets, fresh stem taught-bent
thrust by warm winds, pricked up hairs revering in energising heats, swimming alongside tall thins of grey-green blades dazzling, dry moist in wake, of a sunrise setting.
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What happened to simple old me?United KingdomAbout'Death was just a simple glance across a dim lit room And those eyes did it Those three words did it Those three words killed him And I surrender to it all Between you and me, I surrender to you .. more..Writing
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