a parade of
black coffins
queueing-
remnants,
cold footsteps
scarred the shore
these are but the
joys of yesterday.
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5 endeavored to criticize:
This is wonderful - Great picture and great emotion...
oh... thanks! I used an online image editor... :)
it's a good poem...someone forgot someone? :-) I understand..
Thanks! I still care P... you know that.
thanks :-)
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