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Choking on roses

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton

It's in the quiet times,those moments when the job is done.Whiskey and cigarettes becomecomforting whispers.The silence, obnoxiously deafening.The min..

Misery

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton

Misery came knocking,She was as cold as winter.Brutal with her words,sentences like knives.She rode in on a pale horse called death,alone in torment s..