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Coming To Grief

I must not feel this
just write it
right it?
pen to paper scribbling nonsense, no sense
it doesn't make sense
sense of taste
taste the tears
if only I could 
someone has to write this
it didnt happen to me, to me
I sleep no more 
who shall dream for the fallen 
all in my dreams
my screams
deafening silence maddening
no answers at all
almost there
coming to grief

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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