You Ask Me... Poem by Seeker Of Truth
You Ask Me...
Rating: ★5.0
You ask me how I do it
How I write
Well I reply ask her
Ask her how she killed me
My words are just echoes of my pain
It’s the only way
The only way to express a fragment of my pain
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
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5/5/2024 5:30:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
True! ! ! Our words are echoes and remnants of our joys and pains...the sensitivity we have in our heart and soul......10++