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Nightfall

Thus the visible of all paths gone
fell into the embers of my tomorrow
gaining speed with the coming of night
and the promise of more rain.

Never will I shy away from pain,
nor from yesterdays without end.
I am the mad hatter of the present
... it is time for my medication.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2010-08-26 at 19:11

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
*lol*that was funny:) Lovely indeed:D*applause*
2010-08-29


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Hey Bob...keep writing poems like this and you won't be
in need of medication...

as you can see, I enjoyed reading this one


Stan
2010-08-27