your life with just your dreams
no longer wasting your time
this fish gone from the line
what will you do with that space?
when I'm gone without a trace
a straight-edge razor cut
redemption won't hold you up
my gift to you, your space
a memory cd erased
new memories for you to make
new hearts for you rot break
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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