Freelance Poem by Melvina Germain

Freelance



Within my diversity, no one do I wait
thy personal diploma surged far the gate..
Whence I purge enough thy driven soul
no words of prosperity, ruin or hate
shall fall behind thy mask of stories untold.

Written by: Melvina GermainS
Date: Sept.23/15

Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Melvina Germain

Melvina Germain

Sydney, Nova Scotia
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