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Mornings (Free verse) by alvinb

Morning is arriving fast.. I can now rest, at last.. Just thinking of what I learned from the past.. Those memories, in the end, will make me last.. I will survive this filthy world.. This place full of dirty words.. Will just be observing how things work.. And will be lying here until it all bursts.. Hello oblivion.. Take me into your conviction.. So I can take what's for me proper.. Into the great and deep slumber..

Dovina 12-Feb-11/8:09 PM
I hate these boring suicide poems!




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