Open Poetry #1 |
sorry |
porowolf Junior Member
since 1999-07-15
Posts 16colo. spgs. , co, usa |
I just wrote this five minutes ago, because of the harsh reality of facing something I haven't in months, the loss of my best friend. you where my friend, my only confidant, and this is what i do. I can’t get the feeling of my skin of what i did to my kin the thoughts to my head can’t get in then coming like a freight train the thoughts flood my brain, Why did i do her? shit, why did i do it? You said she didn’t mean a thing no love did you bring to this little fling. and her words to my ears took away all my fears and your rage grew stronger for me, your brother who took the woman you called lover. but i didn’t know it. you didn’t express it. why did i do it? |
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