DeskA Poem by BenAnother random poem. :)This desk in front of me... What secrets does it hold? Does it hold books? Or maybe hidden words? Maybe an old wound, Long forgotten in the many years of it's life. Could it hold lies and deceit? What could this old desk hold? Maybe a child's haunts, Or joys, with it's many drawers. What secrets does this old desk hold? © 2009 BenAuthor's Note
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