november 26, 2012

by J.D.

And she wrote
And wrote
 
The words of her life
 
On ecru paper
 
  In blue ink
 
And when she died
 
  They found them
 
  Papered on her bedroom wall
 
  Empty pages
 
  All her letters like her life
 
  Disappeared.

 

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