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Caravan Of The Cursed

April 24, 2009
By Dead-eyed-Author SILVER, London, Other
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I'm sorry,
I'm a wreck.
I've failed to secure any kind,
of stability in my life
So from now my joyous ringing bells
As a cracked gong,
Are silenced
My poetry shall be my own
Blissful fantasies never to grace foriegn minds
For with them I bring devastation
After this ,leaving you with your present
I shall require no more
But it would gratify my soul
Even to be left to die

© Kimberly J., Coarsegold, CA

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