Things Fall Apart Poem by Shalom Freedman

Things Fall Apart



THINGS FALL APART

Things fall apart
I fall apart too
Things fall apart
I fall apart with them
Things fall apart
I am falling apart
Some things can be fixed
Can I?
Each day I write
And fix myself a bit
But perhaps I am already too broken
Things fall apart
And I fall apart with them
Will I ever be wholly right again?

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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