New Tommorrow
Tulips
scattered in the echo ridden
hall of my mind
providing green pastures
to calm my soul
Delegating which fit i throw first
and electing which level
my morals stand
The standards in which i stand for
will stand forever
and i shall
delete all memeories
of my formerself
to embrace a new tomorrow
Copyright © Malcolm Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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