Jo Bien Poet Classicism

Thanks

thanks for the calls and missing text
I never know, when I'll hear from you next
thanks for the heartache and all of the pain
how you make me blue, whenever it rains

thanks for the nightmares, that come in dreams
apparitions are closer than they appear it seems
thanks for the memories, leaving this scar
that comes back to visit whenever it's dark

thanks for the wreckage and all the debris
always time for everyone, never for me
thanks for all that you've left behind
for making me see that I have been blind

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Poet Destroyer A May 4, 2010 at 6:10 AM very impressive the poem and you, it is nice to get a comment from you, i really do love your writes. deep and always with a good flow thanks for the poet destroyer comment, i love it my self,..p.d.