Dying A Long Death Without LoveI am not asking you to pay attention I am not asking for sympathy I do not plea I dont deserve anything I am not entitled I am not supposed I am not given I am not shown I am not delivered I am only you Only what you could have been I am calm, washed, clean I am alive, living, not dead Until recently Undiscovered Turned a corner I looked, gazed So slowly A moment passed Gone © 2008 David Greg Harth 08.11.30.16:18:27@130BklynNYC |
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