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SID BARRET

Poetry By: blue3232
Poetry


VERY SAD PERSON.......STILL HE WAS HAPPY.


Submitted:Aug 11, 2012    Reads: 2    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


SID, ghost like you put on a brave smile,
still, when your home, your not really home,
just skin and bones and the mind of a child.
SID, your instincts were right, you beaton the
odds and became a star, then drank down to much
LSD, still you smile and write and draw funny
cartoons of your old friends.
SID, the whole world is waiting for one more
trick, just one, what they dont get is that
your no longer home, no longer you, just a shell
of skin, and bones, and a mind of a broken down
child.





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