Robert J. Lindley, 2-16-2018 Sonnet (In eight's)( Dark night Echoes)
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Now Too Old And Who The Hell Cares He was old, too tired and alone feeling sadness deep in his bones. Paper cursed, his pen went bad night was dark, heartbreak was so sad. Looking back, his life full of scars few he got fighting in bars. Now too old and who the hell cares that a poet's words he now shares? Dread, that deep dread that dark nights bring can poet words, speak of such things? What solace, can memories give when years are far too few to live? Ah, but this he still thinks of you true love found, found both of you two. Robert J. Lindley, 2-16-2018 Sonnet (In Eight's)( Dark Night Echoes)
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