For Charlotte, my good friend, who died in a car crash 13 days before her twentieth birthday.


at 14.00pm
the white Volvo
and you

were crushed into pieces

And I'm annoyed
because I'm stucked home
with a couple of
nearly finished socks

that I can't give you for you birthday

Poetry by barbeina
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Written on 2007-03-07 at 19:13

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