Consign To OblivionA Poem by massamForget about it.Chloroform tears splash against teal colored tiles If you can see, Please be, Mindful of the gap amid numbers and dials The taps were not left dripping Pipes burst Only worse Was the guilty tearing and ripping I could have kept myself Some things are for, and some things are for not But in the end, I can only say that I forgot © 2014 massam |
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Added on February 10, 2014 Last Updated on February 10, 2014 AuthormassamOnancock, VAAboutI'm a bit of a confused twat living on the good ol' Eastern Shore of Virginia (that's the Delmarva peninsula to everyone, forget just f*****g Google it). I'm going to community college and am attempti.. more..Writing
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