Tomorrow's Exiled Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tomorrow's Exiled Life



Being the same place it's been for the last seven years I've been coming here, yet it's different - no longer holding any purpose in my life now that friends have gone away.
Memories hurt and scar my mind with once close friendships now gone, having abandoned me to the wayside in tomorrow's exiled life.

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