I was innocent
I tried to tell them that
It wasn't my fault she died
She just couldn't stop
She threw back my brothers and sisters
handfuls at a time
never stopping to take a breath
it wasn't my fault
she was only trying to escape her mind
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryAn anthology of my poems. If you would like to embark on this poetic journey- open, read, and travel through my mind.