I'M Feeling Gone With The Wind Poem by Graham Wolfe

I'M Feeling Gone With The Wind



Inanimate objects remembrance of yourself
Trying to look away
Concentrate preludes
With 'This' I am doing less
than moving on
It bites inside to see you move
I want to be happy but this is too hard
Why did this not hit so hard then
If it was not meant to be
I feel so alone now with no one to see

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Graham Wolfe

Graham Wolfe

garrettsville, ohio
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