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Walls of Concrete

Poetry By: Juli Monat

Feeling trapped in a world of circles.

Submitted:Nov 27, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Walls of Concrete

Shadows over concrete, I am obsolete

Never mind those tangerines

Is your head, pounding like tambourines

My path from your wrath

Storm, lightning and rage clouds

Could be the sound of my phonograph


Don't stepped over my concrete

Can't you see?__I am obsolete.

Copyright (c) 2012


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