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Aug 2010
Couldn’t he see the ring?
As the town sleeps
I am the fallen angel
Unguarded but now I feel the pain
His Perfect smile
Makes another man cry
Guilt, heavy and thick as molasses
To get out of this once bright cave
May take the crane of god
In retrospect my seed is what I should have watched
Blocked it from the demons & gave it rain
Now in disdain, I am the tears on her pillow
her grip on his shirt
why did We discount the ring?
Copyright Jess tallini, 2010.
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