Blank Pages Poem by Justina Blue

Blank Pages

Rating: 5.0


What will become of me
I may never know, my future
Is as blank as a fresh fallen snow
My life is a mystery no one will ever solve
Some pieces will remain lost in
Forever into eternity
What will become of me
There is no certinity.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarwar Chowdhury 06 August 2008

.....well said....10+

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William Rain Mountain 04 August 2008

very well writing! I would bye this poem!

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Justina Blue

Justina Blue

St. Pete Florida
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