Annmariez Barnhill


The End, The Darkness - Poem by Annmariez Barnhill

So now I've gone, i will be a whispear, a sound, a shadow in the sun light, a radmon phone call, a memory that was once strong, a tear running down your face or a heart ache strong and deep inside


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 22, 2010



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