No More Poem by Blanche Hardin

No More



Can life kill whats already dead,
Can death cause a bullet to the head.
No more is real,
No more i can feel.
Can my heart skip a beat,
Can there be more to defeat.
No more you are what i think of,
No more is my love.

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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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