Dorthe Wisbech Clausen

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Falling - Poem by Dorthe Wisbech Clausen

My brain is empty
My soul is drained,
I need a playback
To do the refrain

My bones are sore
My heart is weak,
I'm shaken to the core,
I headed for the peak

But I'm falling
falling
down


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 17, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 18, 2014


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