Derek Germain

Rookie - 3 Points (November 21,1985 - July 29,2037 / Escanaba)

Hopeless - Poem by Derek Germain

I can feel my life wither away.
I can feel the withered rose blow away in the wind
I can hear the hollow ghosts screams tearing apart my dreams
There is a love thats unrequited.
...Somethings Disregarded.


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  • (10/15/2007 9:19:00 AM)

    I know how you feel. I wish there was a definite solution to it. A way for us to get out would be nice, but a way for the other to get in would be better. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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