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Jan 2015
insurmountable sorrows
unaccountable to the heart mad blank check reign of terror
just waiting now for the quiet to claim
just waiting for the darkness without shame

its possible that i may have gone too far
in all i wanted was just a hand to hold
lips to kiss oh so gentle
tell me i would have known
tell me i would have been good to her

insurmountable day has come
the gasping breath has come
unaccountable to the madness run
stand in the falling rain one hand clutching the flowers
the others peppered with papers
inked with silence
and broken with phrase
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
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