My Concrete Haven
Most cry all night without making a sound, but I'm the only one
that feels blessed for what I have found. The distant stares into a world that is
unsound;The joy I will feel when I am homeward bound. The steel that contains my
body is very heavy; my thoughts will always be steady.
Copyright © Michael Clarke | Year Posted 2011
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