Cogs Poem by Laura Milner

Cogs

Rating: 5.0


I can't help but ache
the anxiety lingers, systems resume
a tired mind with a lack of substance
future? a lingering doom
a selfless soul would suffice!

Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: future
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