|Abduction (standard:poetry, 83 words)|
|Author: Reid Laurence||Added: May 03 2010||Views/Reads: 1535/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Some crimes cannot be healed over or made better. Some leave wounds and hollows in our lives.|
Fragments of the parent Splinters of destruction Look upon thy handiwork You spirit of abduction Stolen from its home Taken in its prime No repair will make it so And rings have lost all time Raided pieces of its heart The sturdy, weak alike And forced them into work for us By hammer, chisel, spike And where is then the garden spawn? With air to breath Enormous lawn It's been removed And sawn and sawn The tree is dead And all are gone Tweet
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