Life Poem by James Grengs

Life



suffering, endless
(until the end.)
consumed with obsessions,
driven by emotions,
blessing but bane of men.
enjoy it, drink it,
feel it: only thus do you truly
live.

Thursday, February 3, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: emotions
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