Rhetorical Question About You. Poem by Jess Terry

Rhetorical Question About You.



The time is our own,
yet it feels so borrowed,
I am filled with love,
but why does it feel like sorrow,
I never want this to end,
then why cant i wait to leave?

Friday, April 4, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
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