Danielle Brandon

Murder On 73rd Street - Poem by Danielle Brandon

His dwelling place was where there was hard rocks
A valley where buildings were
Night came to curse his face
And the drizzle came to wash it away
He was a father of sin
Sixteen years ago
Morning came to take him
With floodgates of blood in his chest
He was too cold. He was too cold

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 11, 2005

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