No End Without
Rocked swiftly to silent the emotional swings
I was slammed in the lap of Death and Him
So now that on the outside I am in
What I thought was a horrid nightmare
More commonly known as life after love and the space between
Boldly carved letters litter the arm of my left side
Spelling it simply "love kills"
Copyright © Charles Grisham | Year Posted 2006
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