Written On A Chair Poem by Derek Spoonmore
Written On A Chair
There used to be a chair
In my head
Where I used to sit
Then I took a pencil and wrote this
Where can I run too?
Where can I hide?
Who will I turn too?
Now that I'm in a virgin state of mind
Got a knife to disengage
The voids that I can't bear
Cut out words
I've got written on my chair
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