Gabe

poem by: Douglas Gallant
Written on Dec 21, 2012 

there he stand with a long look in his eye,the look of a tiger for some guys. As straight and forward as he can be,for no one kwows of his bravery. Hardcore right down to the end,no doubt in his heart and none in his head. He doesnt care if he winds up dead. Some say he strong some say he brave I just know him as a friend named Gabe.

 

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Prentice Elsey commented:
wow...
Christopher Russon commented on Sep 24, 2017 at 3:34pm
Nice one.

 

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