It's six in the afternoon, and I see the sun.
I remember when you were alot of fun.
And, you gave me no junk.
Instead your head sunk.
Into things that were unreal.
And, life took you in like a reel.
But, I know the only thing I can do is chill.
Like the sun.
That's how I remember your shine.
You were so fine.
But, now you are inside, very dirty.
And, not flirty.
Your soul.
Is cold.
As ice.
You ran free with the wrong crowd.
Good thing I found out what you were all about.
FIN
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5 Comments
Post a CommentWell done, A++++++
excellent article! Very well done!
wow! excellent!
Amazing work here...lovely poem!
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