I almost tripped and
fell
Into a life that wasn't
mine,
an era filled with
work
and endless hours of
sun.
That's not the life that I want to
live,
a place with no
hope
of returning to the past,
of returning to the present,
of carrying on to better
things.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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I'm not sure I get everything about this poem, but that makes it better. I really like it...you're probably getting tired of me saying that about all your poems. But it's true
<3
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