Apple of our mothers E Y E
We USE to laugh
We use to cry
I use to have an A N G E L
Who was always by my Side
but now when I look for him he's ALWAYS far behind
Please DONT go away
My A N G E L who wore Black
ON NEW YEARS DAY...













Comments
do you miss him a lot?
On a reader's perspective, though, I did enjoy the emphasis via CAPS. Nice poem.
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The brotherhood of dark writers is on the rise. With pens in hand we will write for all to see.
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