Brad Kellum

Rookie (Jaunary 23,1980 / Vicksburg, MS)

Torn - Poem by Brad Kellum

At night, descending twilight, sleep moves vagrantly past.
With eyes stilled know what's in this man.
Two sea inside this man living a lie.
Expressedly he's afaid to imply.
He doubts it's to those beside he shall lay.
But, to himself he's reluctant to say.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 16, 2008

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