In LimboA Poem by joshcIn LimboThe night drops slower than you think, yeilding at the worst possible moment while the blackboard of life's lessons is once again wiped clean of it's familiar, yellow chalk. There are no real answers, not at this point, even if a fountain sprang up than this. © 2008 joshcReviews
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