The Dead Times Poem by Lewis Marrow
The Dead Times
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As the morning breaks im black and blue from the punches threw
in better days i take no time to waste no time
she slips away im black and blue from the punches through
he feels no shame from heroin that cracks his skin and fills his veins
hes fine, dont make a sound
he's fine
he's fine just wasting time
Saturday, October 4, 2008
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4/25/2024 9:44:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I have just read all your poems Lewis. You have a wonderful deep way with words, I guess many born out of experience for such a young person. Keep it up, well done. You share my birthday! Maggie