Untitled Forever
For Lack Of
Description
A Piece Of Paper
In The Pocket
Of A Dying / Man
Not A Choice
He Would Make
To Give
Or To Take
As His Life
Slowly Slips / Away
The Piece Of Paper
In His Pocket
How Far Would It
Of Taken Him ?
Will They Bury It
In His Grave ?
The Meaning Of Life
Buried In Strife.
Never Seen
To Be Thrown Away.
KS
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This was the last poem
Before
Haywire
Haha
Haywire
KS
I can't log out
So I will just shut off
The data.
Cant read comments or poems
From the main pages.
KS
Another day
3/18/16
Today I can see friends comments
And poems
But that is all.
Can not log out
So when i turn my data on
It shows me to be on line here.