Just a thought poetry 

Just a thought poetry 

On every road someone has died 

on every floor  somone has cried 

in every toilet someone has been sick unless it’s new and you just didn’t know. 

Every door has been knocked open and shut.

 Soil has been turned upside down and hearts been broken and mended. In our life there is only so little we won’t understand or experience. What I am saying is don’t pick out all of the good grapes and leave the over ripe ones for others. This could happen to you. 


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