Damn My Hourglass Eyes

Damn my hourglass eyes--
This I think I see I cannot hide--
Things to be for those who go before--
Concerning only me and nothing more--
I first died at sixteen this I cannot hide--
Bumped the head and bruised that which was inside--
Now a broken toy-- a limping dog with two legs--
Won't have the chance to learn that giving dance--
My only reward I'm told,
Is that violent forgetfulness when I grow old
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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May 4, 2013 at 11:53 AM
Interesting to read. With my epilepsy I am often extremely forgetful... And I fall a lot... landing at the bottom of the stairs on my head, once... More serious health problems... But whatever the obsticles I don't give up and am never defeated... Nothing has ever stopped me from achieving my goals, though slowly.
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