Back Again Poem by Madrason .

Back Again



Can't sleep, for my restless brain is in strain
where can I drown my suffering
where can I quench my pain
if life is but all for gain
I' ll toss my loss
and I shan't fuss
I' ll floss it down the drain.
Oh, no, no boss
can't you see;
it is just me......
saving my dignity! M

Back Again
Saturday, November 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: changes,sacrifice
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Madrason .

Madrason .

waalwijk netherlands
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