Friday, May 11, 2012

Poem for Mandy

I think maybe 
I’ll live to see 
a day when things are better,
but do not lie to me and say 
you know it’s going to be okay.
I’d rather trust 
to rot and rust, 
to doom and gloomy weather.
For none of us know 
what will come tomorrow
but grief is a faithful tormentor

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