One Moment, Please
I am bored to my Core,
Centered-self, uncivil war
An open mind hath closed its doors-
Soul is sick with selfish sores
How I've tried to fill these holes-
Traipsing through the biting cold
Dead ends ahead, where Vice has lead-
Goddamn! I've put my life on hold...
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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