O. C. Woods

Rookie - 42 Points (08/05/1981 / Rouhling)

In Orda To Say Farewell - Poem by O. C. Woods

Back from The Black Cloudy Weeks
Tired but on my feet and ready to eat the tricks
Days like raindrops I'll never wanted leading the end
Getting ready for goodbyes, again friend

This path told predictible throughout its naughty torturous bends of hell
Is mine to keep never mind the loneliness I fight in orda to say farewell.


O.O.W
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11-? ? -2011


Comments about In Orda To Say Farewell by O. C. Woods

  • Sara Fielder (1/27/2012 9:09:00 AM)


    This poem seems better when read with an English or Irish accent idk? Another great poem! (Report) Reply

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  • (12/5/2011 3:30:00 AM)


    Like it. A great poem, a good write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, January 2, 2012


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