2 Die 4 Poem by Baby KROFT

2 Die 4



I knew I met life before I left it.. my id
for toward my original blackness
SILENCE
unhearing, UNERRING
STILL

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
R.j. Wynn 10 August 2013

Lovely. And so lonely.

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Baby KROFT

Baby KROFT

INLAND EMPIRE, United States, Earth
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