Sophomore Loved
I am in the sophomore
Years of my life.
A crossroads
Arrived at through
Pain and much strife.
Heartened heart
Songs played on fife
Soft more edged
Your passion as night
You steal your glances
Cross your heart, your knife
Copyright © Andrea Travis | Year Posted 2015
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