Saturday, 9 July 2016

Poem number XX but not XX but still...

"Smashed, 2 years 1 month and 1 day,
from today.
It wont go away
but what do they say?
Make it
shake it
break it
Do they know the score?
Do they really care any more?
Listened to my story
Which is not full of glory
So they all go away"

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