ONLY SO MUCHA Poem by Alfred Kukitza mind filled with stressONLY SO MUCH A sturdy knock at the door heard its intended rival. Things must be paid, Lather of the hide was one thing. The need to freeze stood by the doorstep of his feet. Whether he remained or moved was of little value. The other, once again, performed his knock of the door. The moment couldn't last much longer, his icy step neared the door on the other side stood everything but the consequence was he couldn't bare more than two he crumbled under the sheer madness of it all. © 2015 Alfred KukitzReviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 4, 2015 Last Updated on July 4, 2015 Tags: knock, door, consequences, everything AuthorAlfred 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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