Recesses Of The Mind Poem by Perry England

Recesses Of The Mind



The Battlefield of Life runs red with blood
And we must plod along through mire and mud
As smoke clouds of hate and hypocrisy fill the air
Which eventually may lead to agony of despair.

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Perry England

Perry England

Gastonia, North Carolina, USA
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