Dealing Poem by Paul Warren

Dealing



Old Sin permeates the air
It doesn't go away in despair
To deal with it is a chore
You will want it to go away even more

The longer it is around is the reason
When not dealing with it makes it poison
But Old Sin gets harder you know
When all you want is for it is to go.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Sunday, July 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,poem,sin
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Hannah Borke 30 July 2017

You're a talented poet

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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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