Around the corner
I smell it before I see it,
It’s nearer than I think,
I know I can’t ignore it,
I know it won’t leave,
I can’t afford the sorrow it brings,
I can’t change its crimes.
It won’t give it a rest,
It’s out of its mind.
By Dawn
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Around the corner
I smell it before I see it,
It’s nearer than I think,
I know I can’t ignore it,
I know it won’t leave,
I can’t afford the sorrow it brings,
I can’t change its crimes.
It won’t give it a rest,
It’s out of its mind.
By Dawn
the flow of this piece is brilliant!! great work my love 🙂
Thanks!