Misplaced Seattle
Poems of my life, my love, my pain...
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Not sought
Life on order, bags are packed.
Time to go, no time for slack.
Freedom just a silly word,
I'm bound to yet a different fate.
My life a thread my feelings naught,
I press on to hated ground not sought.
- Trish 2013
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Jon
January 17, 2013 at 8:52 PM
I had no clue when I first read this, now I understand.
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I had no clue when I first read this, now I understand.
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