Brick layer

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Shame had built a wall

Too high for her to crumble

She had closed her mouth

For fear that she would fumble

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Anyone wanna add to this beginning of a poem?

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allets's picture

Sure

Blame had rolled the ball

through the fingers, what a tumble

palms to ears was all

she could do to throw, not stumble.

:D

 


 

 

Morningglory's picture

ha! Love it!

Thank you for accepting this challenge. Now I gotta challenge myself to add. But i kinda like it just how it is together. 


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