Class Time Poem by Kaspa Richards
Class Time
Imprisoned in my head fear I’m becoming hermit
And this dark pain I feel I have to firm it
That life lesson I think I’ve learned it
But I’m stuck in my chair repeating the class
Living in the past witnessing my future fall from my grasp
It’s my demons task to steal my soul and burn it
Monday, December 8, 2008
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