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Mar 2012
Hello Death,

I wear your crown
I've always worn it without a frown

We've shared some ****
Gone round for round

I had the rope, in the shed
It was old
"I've changed my mind"
I think I said

Now I wear a frown...

Restless nights leave my breath locked
It pains me to know that you have knocked

because, Death...

I am weak

It's Hell I seek but
I'll no longer wear your crown,
without a frown

I'm not your clown
this has been taken from my Hubbys 'dark place'... I raided his book and tweaked it a little. I think he'll drop this into the mail tomorrow... hopefully ;-)
Helen
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