kirstin
Sunday, March 3, 2013
poem
Benjy:
Moaning and goaning
Drool slides down to hit the ground,
Mind done gone away
Can it be, she’s
gone
Away and can’t return today
Why did love die away?
Change can never
Occur, for today must stay
The same as before
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