Sans Melissa Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

Sans Melissa



every dropp of rain
every ounce of pain
ill see you smile
if only for a while
then dial the law
the phone on the wall is you
you wait for me i wait for you
not until were through
what do people do?

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chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

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