The Roof by Drew Daves
An ever changing collection of my poetry
Entry for May 6, 2008
dirty
I am awash
with the feeling
that someone has touched
a part of my soul
without permission.
Violation
A stain
Was I asleep
or in thought
when the deed
was wrought
The foreignness
lingers
2008-05-06 20:53:37 GMT
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