Caleb Andrew Ward

Rookie (08/02/1991 / Baltimore, MD)

The Junkyard...Iam - Poem by Caleb Andrew Ward

passers-by step in to leave fragments of-
they’re messed up-
their messed up unfortunates

caught up in the mystery of the life they
once discovered leaves them
high
and dry
i’ll die.
uninhibited.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011


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