the cottage

Tiny whit e cottage
Alone in the field
Open fields surrond
Window filled

Locked ans sealed
For no one to see
Dark in inside
Erie silence where mutitudes
Present

Faint wispher voices heard
Woman children
Striped of life
Cower inside

Locked for all time they whisper with
Frightend eyes
For death awaits
The creepin gas rom above

The multitued now sleep
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Posted: Jul 2014

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SCatlyn
Wow, Wayne... a sobering, but stunning write... excellent rose rose rose
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