Extrude Poem by Grace Galeon

Extrude

Rating: 5.0


Indeed it doesn't concern me
Yet somehow it stings like a bee
Gathering all reasons to flee
Please, please, I just want to be free

Captive by tragic memories
Experiencing great miseries
Don't want to waste my energy
Falling to foolish reverie

Friday, July 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: thought
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