Talentless In Death Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Talentless In Death



It is never wasted, it
can fire from any gun,
color filled thick liquids.
One blank, sun less work
some lonely, old doctor.
Nures attention, to the flap.

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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