Sour And Bore Poem by santhana louis
Sour And Bore
All world is thankless
however good or nice you be
whole near and dear turn heartless
and refuse to stand by thee
Those big brothers are spine-less
in hours of need, hide and flee
The days ahead are bare and charmless
slow-motion horror and melee
deserted and alone - I am helpless
purpose of life....! all seems funny
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