AWAY 5.12.13

writing-prompt-william-webb
Away, away
On this very day
Nothing keeps me here any more
My heart is so bitter and sore.
The wind whispers in my ears:
Everything will be OK, my dear…
But all around is dead and broken
I don’t see any token
Of life, or hope
No, no… Nope.

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