Sigment

A Poem by What happened to simple old me?

Take my hand as you please, my friend. And be careful
now, for there is a cut upon it near the joint, just where your fingers
begin to meet mine. We could change sides, I guess. Though neither of us
take the move.

© 2011 What happened to simple old me?

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...	. these words are so poignant that they almost melt in the immobility of the last line ... beautifully expressed ... Posted 13 Years Ago . these words are so poignant that they almost melt in the immobility of the last line ... beautifully expressed ... Rating /100

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Added on July 2, 2011
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What happened to simple old me?

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'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..