Awry by J.S. Black

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Awry

Late at night, I'm all alone,
Shadows dancing on the wall.
Such scenes play out before me
As I contemplate my fall.
How could a life of promise
Go so terribly awry?
Can't think about it too much,
Or I'll surely start to cry.

J.S. Black

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Tai Chi Italy (9/29/2008 6:26:00 PM)
I do hope life settles for you soon JS! A very saddening write. I suppose we all feel like this at some time, but life is what it is and hope is alway just around the corner....smiling at you, Tai

Ashraful Musaddeq (9/29/2008 5:10:00 PM)
Short and touchy poem.10+

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