Terminated at Platfrom 4b!A Poem by GemaStood on the platform.
Chill is in the air.
Silence all around.
Yet there is a whimper so faintly fair.
Rain sets in the sky turns grey.
No trains departing none arrive to that day.
Spooky guy with a coat see me on platform 4b.
In comes a train he opens up the door.
Sat on the train Reading through my book.
Train unable to move were stuck on a hook.
Students in peril unable to move.
Nursing my own wounds unable to sooth.
Terminated Terminated you stop here.
Made so obviouse so crystal clear.
No trains from that platform none today.
Maybe I will try tomorrow day.
© 2009 Gema |
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Added on October 15, 2009 |

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