Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr Voices Poems

You cannot see, feel or touch me,
You can only read my mind-
thru' my stories, if those stories
are absolute and true;
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Voices And Echoes Of The Fallen Sacred (Rep. / Rev.) - Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)


Breathing was shallow
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Breathing was shallow
the earwigs were sucking
the death out of pinewood remains-
Who goes there?
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Breathing was shallow
the earwigs were sucking
the death out of pinewood remains-
Who goes there?
...