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the end

oh Ken, it ain't time for the end
we got babies to be sittin
and co-workers to be smitten
Oh Ken it ain't time for the end

The usual will occur
the phone rasps "nevermore"
you walk tall, the tiled floors
oh ken, it ain't time for the end

saddle up your sorrel mare
heels down, find your trail
if no trail can be found, break your own
oh ken it aint the time for the end
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Posted: Dec 9, 2017
About this poem:
this is for a suicidal friend of mine

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Comments (3)

  • Happychatty1
    Happychatty1 Dec 10 ...., Lancashire, England UK
    Thanks for sharing this poem on friendship and the difficulty of your friends mental emotional state of being ..here is hoping Ken is well ..he has a great friend in you wave teddybear
  • lookn2share
    lookn2share Dec 10 Somewhere, Florida USA
    freehand: What Happychatty1 said!!

    teddybear heart wings blues
  • mcradloff
    mcradloff Dec 14 Platteville, Wisconsin USA
    Suicide is part of the human condition as around a million people a year choose to throw away our most precious gift, life. I have to say that a person needs to know they have someone soft to fall on, and you are that to your friend Ken.cheering gingerbread
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