Shattered. Poem by Ingibjorg 'sen

Shattered.



This old walk on shattered glass
Is one I pray will be my last
In the footsteps of the last one cast
The old scars on my tired back.
Shadows? Please leave now-
Even I think you're not sure how.

Friday, February 2, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: old
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Ingibjorg 'sen

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Somewhere, in Northern Europe
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