The days are long
The week goes by fast
I’m not quite there
But I know how to fake it
I sort of remember how it feels
Nothing can replace it.
-
Author:
Traw (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 23rd, 2019 00:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
The days are long
The week goes by fast
I’m not quite there
But I know how to fake it
I sort of remember how it feels
Nothing can replace it.
Offline)
Comments1
Playing the chameleon are we?
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.