Friday, April 1, 2016

Broken Mind Comments

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My mornings are always broken
It's raining razor blades again
Bombs are falling, made of cotton wool
Oh it's sad, it's another broken morning
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Mark Bell
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Norah Tunney 01 April 2016

Deeply touched by this poem Mark

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 April 2016

Bombs are falling! ! ! With the wickedness of mankind on earth. Thanks for sharing.

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