sorrow fills quite
the heart of rage
time felt to night
turn a blank void page...
thousands of poems
written... new poems
I will now never write
fill blank void deleted night...
legend erased faceless
prepare empty space naive
I'm gunna take devalued grace
I'm gunna take it to the grave...
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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