Two shipsA Poem by What happened to simple old me?
could you tell me why I'm sitting here
steaming liquids stirring round, captivated by nothing more than a coloured, clay, surround. Picking up pieces, of paper shaded grey, near torn spaces finished only late, yesterday, today. I'm loosing track of time, I'm waiting only again, and while I told them I wouldn't, who's going to blame.
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3 Reviews Added on November 28, 2010 Last Updated on November 29, 2010 AuthorWhat 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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