This Side of the Valley
Any valley. Real or imagined.
Thursday, July 2, 2015
Forsaken
one by one, they turn away
all that's left is a man betrayed
hanging by one frayed thread
I did everything you wanted,
I opened my mouth let
your words flow out
not even an echo remains
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