Years Poem by Taylor Winegar

Years



Three years of torture.
Three years of pain.
Three years or heart ache,
and three years slain.
Now three years ahead,
and three years beyond.
All those feelings for three years,
have long since
gone.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015
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