Brooke Zielinski

Rookie (July 5,1980 / Richland, WA)

The Tearwhell To Heaven - Poem by Brooke Zielinski

In a daze
Myy babies gunshot gaze
Whiiskeded me always.
Through a tear,
Yes the first that fell.
It stayed with me
All through hell.
More of a life raft
I suppose.
So after I take a doze
She ' ll candy me with loveingly longer ones than before.

Yr. Notawhre Ps- Da SweEteSt Things, aint day Luv Darling?

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011

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