Of Crayon Drawings and Wallets
For all of you that didn't know, I write poetry as well, but I don't like to as much as prose. But please read this as a 9/11 tribute. RIP everyone.
NOTE: Incase you do not realize, this is in the POV of the guy in that one picture wearing the coat (and no, I don't think he's a ginger, but for my purposes, he is).
( He takes her young body in his arms,
pressing her flat chest to his dust-lined jacket.
But she presses a paper to his chest and he looks at it. )
NOTE: Incase you do not realize, this is in the POV of the guy in that one picture wearing the coat (and no, I don't think he's a ginger, but for my purposes, he is).
( He takes her young body in his arms,
pressing her flat chest to his dust-lined jacket.
But she presses a paper to his chest and he looks at it. )
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My breath has been taken away.
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