Blue Beak
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Poetic Variation - Knot.
A shattered, torn, stripped bare soul
Years of tread have taken their toll
Every emotion, every feeling ravaged
That means I am irreparably damaged
A scarred and contorted doormat
I fall in love at the drop of a hat
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Poem is by Alan S. Pastonson.
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