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Broken Words
Tearing time into a token
broken words of wisdom spoken
on a cinder closely cleaving
burning on as you are leaving
brush me off your sleeve like powder
must I scream a little louder?
Can't you hear me ,can't you feel me?
ribbons black as you unreel me.
all the visions in my head
of everything you did and said
now you laugh and say goodbye..............
don't turn around to watch me die.
(for a friend)
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