No flowA Poem by Tenten
there is no flow no form
no proper placing of words
just the attempted confession
of the sealed lipped child
caged inside
trying to speak on deaf ears
wondering was happiness a dream
all we offer in these words
lacking proper methodology
is our attempted confession
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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