Saturday, April 14, 2012

The Mad Man of Flora Fountain

shouts screams
his lungs out
making a molehill
out of a mountain
from fucked
insane reality
he is on the run
his woman
left him ran
with another
man and
his only son
leaving him
penniless
broke the
pain has just
begun shattering
the mirrors
of his mind
shadow less
minus the sun
he sits on a heap
of garbage
of memories
broken dreams
he misses
his loved ones

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