My World

by Jimmy P Aries - Not entered

Sometimes in my dreams at night,
A grey and shaded world presides,
No life can breath within this place,
Of wasted time and foolish haste.

This is my life,
This is what I have created.

Sometimes in the summer sun,
I see my life become undone,
It starts to rain a storm unfolds,
A million teardrops fall unknown,,

This is my world,
This is what I have created.

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-07-01 16:44:07
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:23
Poem ID: 50056

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