There's a memorial across my window
It blocks the sunshine from reachin in
It's dark inside while the world is aglow
I have sinned with the monsters creepin in
It tastes bitter, the air full of sorrow
The poison is all I keep breathin in
My shadows keep me alive in this burrow
I have sinned with the monsters creepin in
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Unpublished Poems
PoetryI had worked on my poem one whole summer, perfecting the story and structure and rhyme and rythym. And when he read it he asked, 'Why don't you write about what you feel when you can write very well? I mean all that goes on in your head, that rage i...
