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Bad Night
by Agnes HallRip me apart
and turn my one into two.
Shatter the soul and
sprinkle each piece
throughout every
lonely night
and moonlit yard
so no one will
know Who
or What
or Where
i
am 11/12/2011 Posted on 11/12/2011
Copyright © 2025 Agnes Hall
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 11/12/11 at 05:28 PM except then every particle will be spread to the masses and many would then wonder who you are:) Many nights I have wondered this very thing (maybe not as poeticly as you do here!) thanks for sharing |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/14/11 at 05:25 PM Everything is stripped away, peeled down here. It opens with brutality, and it closes on a quiet, almost too quiet kind of note. I really liked it. |
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