Cradle to the Grave

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    Cradle to the Grave

    In my cradle I lay unborn
    Soul searching,
    Through mere memories of my past
    A man of today I stand
    Less fortunately lived

    Now in my grave I dream
    Consulting my conscience
    And citing my troubles
    Upon reaching my end
    I withdraw within ones works.

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    connsk8 commented on Cradle to the Grave

    06-11-2009

    I love the alliteration in this piece, i commented before on how your words roll of the tongue and how they flow as you read them, excellent, I am really enjoying your work, I feel lucky to have randomly stumbled upon your work and hope you accept me to be your friend! This "ivecute77" on the other hand, she's a tough critic eh??!!

    ivecute77 commented on Cradle to the Grave

    11-19-2008

    not bad

    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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