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Ceral Poems - Poems about Ceral


Theif In the Night
...WHERE THERE SHOULD BE THE PITTER PATTER OF LIL FEET AND BUTTERFLY KISSES THERE IS A COLD SILENCE AND BITTER TEARS,WHEN THERE SHOULD BE EARLY MORNING CARTOONS CERAL SPILLS IN MY BED THERE IS ONLY DARK......

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Categories: ceral, abuse, bereavement, death, granddaughter,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things