The Creature in MeA Poem by Alfred KukitzWhat aspect of us is creatureI am found among dead leaves, the color rotting from my skin, a foot or two have trampled me, looking closely at Earth I feel the creature of me within, Sometime in winter the snow will bury my soul I have left life but I shined before I go. © 2014 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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