Lament To Self Poem by Billy Juergens

Lament To Self



With flower turned into dark grave
I sit and hope with desperate-pray
That soon, while death lies at my door,
I'll wake before I dream of more.

Friday, August 19, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,death,dream,flower,hope,lies
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