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david gerardino


Bipoler Ghetto


ADRIFT, with my chaotic struggles,
i collapse into a bipoler ghetto, and
find broken strings, and dirty books,
and a friend with black smoke....
ADRIFT, into the night, i fall like
a failing priest, and wait for the
free gift...................
the free gift of love........
adrift no more.........

Submitted: Sunday, February 19, 2012
Edited: Friday, February 21, 2014

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