Surroundings Poem by Austin Moore
Surroundings
Dead to the day is my idea of hope
Ever since I discovered how to elope
Its both sad and amusing
Knowing what I’m losing
I can control my anger, can’t control my sorrow
Just having the knowledge that there will be a tomorrow
This world isn’t real
At least that’s how I feel
It just can’t be,
If it is, its not for me
Saturday, August 14, 2010
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4/25/2024 11:03:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
an interesting read, this poem is very well written