Poems by Katie Walsh

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  • So here I sit,
    Beside my Grave...

  • You have betrayed me.
    Left me in this thawing cold...

  • "How is it that we can't feed the poor, yet...
    The poor are alive, in the cold they lay...

  • "A painted smile will wash away when the...
    You are a bitter manipulator, Mr. Joker...