No One Hears Her Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

No One Hears Her

Rating: 5.0


The good girl,
the silk cloth which covers them
and who in green jaded onion skin
pulls aside the tears,
how many dawns gone past
and have stars last omits it shines,
and raged, about coming with the light,
being useless from rage,
no one hears her crying and sleep can
never leave, deep at night.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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