Just another sad tale
By andrew-evans
Tue, 23 Nov 2010
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Down town,
the urban skyline
so straight and organised,
no sort of freedom
all in regulation,
under strict rule,
he leans against a wall,
the wet graffiti
staining his hood,
face hidden in shadow,
cars go past
but not one of them sees him,
he blends in, part of the scenery,
if anyone cared to look closer
they'd see the damp patch
on his hoodie,
stained red,
he walks
reflecting on everything
messed up in his mind,
trying to find reason
for the hole in his heart,
the pounding in his head,
he only walked three blocks from that wall
before someone found him on the floor,
dead.
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This is very sad and well
This is very sad and well written. Someone people have forgotten- how sad
Pia
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New andrew-evans Hello! yes
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New andrew-evans
Hello! yes I agree with Highhat.
Well written a bit sad.
By the way well done on being in the
AbcTales Magazine Oct;2010.
Good photo of you.Your poem
"My Get Away" I could almost feel
myself there,to flyinf like a kite
in the breeze,we all need a get away
sometimes.
all the best
julie x
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I like the way you set the
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I like the way you set the scene in this peice andrew
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Really good and I think the
Really good and I think the way you finish it is excellent. :-)
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I love a bit of melancholia
I love a bit of melancholia on a grey Thursday morning
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