My tongue in spite Could split an atom Letters written in a book Would be unreadable There’s an ugly face Ready to drag me into hell No candlelight vigil To save my soul All roadways barred By a giant barrier Can I climb over, Run from death Will the rose memento In my breast pocket carry me through? ©AnitaDawes2022
An intense expression of emotion!
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Thank you so much, Jan… 💕🙏🏻
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Lovely lines
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Thank you so much…
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