Dead as hell,
But no one can tell,
A young girl who took a fall
Waiting for a call,
But nothing came,
Her life is all the same,
Each and every day,
There's not much she can say.
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The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
Cliff
Dead as hell,
But no one can tell,
A young girl who took a fall
Waiting for a call,
But nothing came,
Her life is all the same,
Each and every day,
There's not much she can say.
