Sadness roams free
Great poem, Nichole! I knew a girl who talked like this when I was younger and when she would wrap me up in her trench coat to keep warm would speak of dying and how it would happen to her. She died, and I always remembered. What a viscious cycle that seems to stay the remaining question! I liked it......and Happy Birthday! -Mark Lacharite
very nuice.. happy new yaer
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