My Life Does Not Stink
I may be lost in space without a trace
But I have not lost my mind after all this
time. I may not have a dime, but I will not
commit a crime.
I have not been able to reach her, but I did try to teach her.
I’d like to think my life doesn’t stink.
But then I think, it could all
be gone in a blink.
Copyright © Marian Marcus-James | Year Posted 2010
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