Alas I Sigh . . .
I walked the golden mile
Where I sought to be
Without a notion who marred
Familiarity drew endlessly further away
So incomplete I eventually became
So unquestionably I commenced
Yet vacant I ended
Without even a doubt
I determinedly stood apart
My heart bleeds
Vile words enter
Mediocrity somewhat dreamlike
My world
Falls apart:
Anarchy
Copyright © Fathima Dawood | Year Posted 2008
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