Marvelous
Beautiful
So secretive
Such a mystery
A lie which glides across truth
An open palm
The fist which comes down hard upon your head
Won't see me smile
A lapse in time
The bullet missing from the barrel
The lost mind
Wandering the dark alleys at all hours of the night
The missing are now the found
It's all just so marvelous
Copyright © Catherine Collins | Year Posted 2005
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