Its Realitys Cost
in this last instant
my final breath
how to hold on
when nothings left
I ache in the mornings
I sweat through the night
if I had a handle
it has taken flight
it’s all
its not lost
for ever and ever
is reality's cost
Copyright © Cs Parker | Year Posted 2017
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