grandmother
As I sit here by the hospital bed watching my grandmother slowly slip away as i cry she slowly dies poof nothings there but a pile of ashes in the hospital bed the hospital bed she once laid in......
grandmother
scrye commented on grandmother
06-17-2009
Shelby commented on grandmother
03-05-2009
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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