The Prodigal
I've nothing left,
Comletely drained,
You know what I've discovered?
I gave my all,
To everything,
my very soul uncovered.
And now I look
for some return,
on the life I spent so fast,
And found that I
have spent it all,
on things that will not last.
Copyright © Earle Masciantonio | Year Posted 2011
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