SpoonManA Poem by ShaunMosley
Its getting late,
and yet I wait. Behind the alleyway I don't fit in, and yet I blend with the rest of the litter I am here to disappear and escape the invisible I used to dream and now I scheme it makes me feel invincible Oh here he comes I should run but my fear makes me stay it hurts to much to not hurt there is no other way heres 10 bucks wish me luck this time could be the one if im not back when you read this it means im finally done © 2012 ShaunMosley |
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3 Reviews Added on December 14, 2012 Last Updated on December 14, 2012 AuthorShaunMosleyBaltimore, MDAboutI am a 33 year old small business owner. I am originally from Lexington Kentucky and currently residing in Baltimore, Maryland. I prefer reading and writing fiction, and other creative pieces. more..Writing
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