Martin28
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The CityA Poem by Martin28The CityThe Skeleton knocks on my doorThere's aprison around my brain anda bitter taste in my mouth.''What's Your reply'' he asks.''I can't be as hone.. |
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The Place I KnewA Poem by Martin28The Place I KnewI don’t recognise this World anymore. My pale blue has turned to an honest black. Time seems to occupy no space. The Wor.. |
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