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Here's to the joke that YOU WERE playing me like dirt I sit here pondering... Long gone days Gone were the long days From one mess to another The cigarette cures but its also burns To it i hold tight Dreaming very little Life's brittle So am i, hence i no more care
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Ward Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 4:11 AM
You conveyed bitterness admirably in your poem, njeri! Julia, xx
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September 29, 2015 at 2:11 PM
thank you Julia, I appreciate the visit.
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