Homeless

Thu, 06/12/2014 - 21:50 -- Dalia_M

The man with the wrinkles

Once thought of you

Said he loved you and protected you too

Never once regretted, his decision

Or turn back to think

The hell with it

I'm getting a drink

No, he kept walking

Through the mahogany doors

To the small airplane

That led him to war

Made him land in a place unknown

To be rewarded with nothing

But a small cardboard

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