Before Tomorrow Poem by Marilyn Jean

Before Tomorrow



My fingers run on the keyboard
There is no talent here, see
It is too late, anyway

I try to forget
The griping feeling today
Like everyday

Under our quiet masks
A thunder rages, hear
Nowhere to go, she wrote

So true, nothing to say
But I love you

Monday, June 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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