ToRn
By worldunknown31
AS I LAY LIKE A FETUS
HERE ON THE FLOOR
I’VE LOST MY COMPOSER
MY HEARTS BEEN TORN
MY MINDS BEEN RATTLED IN MY HEAD
NEED ME, FEED ME, BEFORE IM DEAD
GIVE ME ADVICE, GIVE ME HOPE
TELL ME IT’S NOT TOO LATE
JUST HELP ME COPE
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Copyright 2013 worldunknown31
Published on Saturday, November 23, 2013.
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"Poetry"