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Jun 2010
Fragile
When you have
no path to follow
your mind soon
will become hollow
and the bitter
truth of fragile life
will be even
harder to swallow
watching hope
start to slip
and to only wish
i had a better grip
work in progress
Written by
Pete E Coneway
594
 
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