Poop in a Frito Chili Pie

AndyMandersonAndyManderson Posts: 167
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
You ripped it away
not only that
it was my life
now there is nothing
an empty glass that can't be filled
no amount of love can
my blood doesn't flow
i don't breathe
my last words are gone
don't tell me otherwise
it only makes it worse
when it's impossible
you can't achieve it
The end
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  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    {{{{hugs}}}}}
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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