Red Rivers Poem by lonely stranger
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Red Rivers
As I draw the horizontal lines,
now entrenched forever,
my life seems worthless.
A tiny, incospicuos dot on the radar of the earth
The red river begins,
seemingly with no end...
Why?
does it pain
does it cry
But eventually wounds are covered
Yet scars remain.
and roots
never
die
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: wounds
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