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Reflections in the Mud
August 17, 2010
I find no joy in watching me,
The years have lost their grip.
I see the love that others hold,
But fear that mine will slip.
In life I was no good for you,
In death I fare no worse.
My tedium is driving me,
but friends shall drive my hearse.
I feel the brink lay shadow here,
and cry my self to sleep.
I lived my life so shallowly,
and find my grave is deep.
© Brian M., Fishers, IN
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Thesilentraven PLATINUM said...
on Sep. 11 2010 at 2:47 pm
This poem is fairly dark, but I liked it for its cleverness. 'In life I was no good for you, in death I fare no worse.' I like that line. Five stars! I must inquire, does your username imply that you are obsessed with shy guys or a crazy, shy guy?
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