There's a song

An elderly hymm

And in that song lives a boy

In one hand a story

And in the other a lesson

The song remembers pain

Having once perfection.

But now only slant,

Fractured. Only half of

a portion of its true self

That song echos throughout


Submitted: January 01, 2013

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Criss Sole

I enjoyed reading this poem. Kinda got me to reflect on some things.

Wed, January 9th, 2013 3:54pm

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