Call Poem by Paolo Owens

Call



See there might be a back door
Away from the war
I am sore
But I need someone to adore
Burning in my core
I need help
Please someone help
I look around
No one to be found
I'm stranded
I'm branded
Help

Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: bio,personal
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