An aim to
fulfill
Writin’
‘bout beauty
But it’s out
of reach
Poem
In the
beginnin’
Nice and
sweet
Changes
it’s direction
To where
I’m goin’ to seed
Go to seed
in loneliness
Self-destruction
hate
Where’s the
sweetness gone
Has it left
my thoughts
Has it left
my soul
Has it left
my body
Is there
anything left
Of this
wide-eyed faith
In life
being something
To be
enjoyed
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Carolin Schwab.
Published on e-Stories.org on 07/14/2006.
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