Inside My Head

the literary rantings of Angie Frissore

at the end of the day

Tell him that the man said
He shouldn’t be here
And the roses that
Were planted
Weren’t meant for him
The rosy words
Went unheard yet
At such a volume
Failing
Failing
To leave their mark
The dancers have
All gone now
And so should he

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October 7, 2008 - Posted by | Poetry |

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