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Time Too Late


A Poem by InvisibleInk

I am the morning glory

which wilts in the afternoon

I am the ribbon that fell out of her hair

and stuck on a bramble

I am the letter delivered late

and the bill past due

I am that word uttered too soon

to take back from you

 


© 2009 InvisibleInk



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