1 Month Poem by Paul McAnaney

1 Month



The boredom,
the repetition,
drive me insane,
endlessly looking for some escape,
is this forever to be my fate,
A void in my soul,
For this is me

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Paul McAnaney

Paul McAnaney

Mullingar, Co. Westmeath, Ireand
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