DEAD FLY
The blue bottled fly flew through the window,
Just as the yellow flat swatter swung home.
The swatted fly lay gasping the fruitless air,
But chocked the lifeless cough almost at once
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Poetry from a Broken Heart
PoetryA collection of poems written from the heart. Based on some life experiences, dreams, thoughts and deepest desires.