The Blues Poem by Paul Warren
The Blues
Rating: ★5.0
Sittin' by myself and feelin' low
I can never find a place to go
That doesn't remind of you
Or the things we used to do
In the end of it does it matter
What passes now for idle chatter
But then cut me to the quick easily
'Please - I need to be free.'
© Paul Warren Poetry
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blues,love
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