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THERE IS A DEATH by W. Mahlon PurdinLike getting out of a broken down car.
Like a marriage that's gone dry;
A love that's left an awful scar.
An answer with no question why.
Like a routine that's strangling you.
You've been your enemy so long
A friendship just grew and grew;
Saw it happen, knew it was all wrong.
Suddenly you're in shambles.
You thought you had it but it had you.
A mess you made with all your gambles:
What are you going to do?
Out of control, you wasted it all
On being right, 'voiding the fall.
On being humanless at all cost.
Staying away, staying lost.
Like the walking dead you now move without assist.
Groping among the flowers you knew did not exist. 08/19/2010 Posted on 09/25/2012 Copyright © 2026 W. Mahlon Purdin
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