ThereA Poem by ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))A poem by me =D
In the middle of a grass field
he lies, abondoned Flies fly past people walke by nothing notices The sound of the typewriter clicking away Writing the next piece of the story This part ends The book closes His body lies still in the tall grass © 2011 ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))Reviews
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