Take It From the Man!A Poem by Bruce an ode to Anton Newcombe
dying still a rainstorm above
the shadows dance in the twilight graced by fire as I grasp at straws Oh Lookout! she cries while standing still it is the summer of 2010 feeling lost as ever reach for my wallet moths fly out easy money trick or treat.
© 2012 Bruce |
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Added on December 20, 2012 Last Updated on December 20, 2012 Author
BruceChicago, ILAbout“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make. You can destroy your life every ti.. more..Writing
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