King Of Dispair Poem by Christopher Bradford

King Of Dispair

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You cast the stones i use to build the walls that stand around me.
Inside these walls, i scream and shout, but still no one has found me.
I scratch and claw. to climb the walls, but they fall down around me.
So i sit and stare, King of Dispair, cause thats what the world has crowned me.

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Christine Blaydes 16 February 2012

Great poem! I love it

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