Say hello to the neighbor,
Good bye to your foe,
Another day rise as yesterday fall.
What more can be said
Than yesterday spoke,
Tomorrow forgot?
I told myself, all will be right,
But mind wept, and nearly left.
Where is my friend to tell this too,
The strife of another, quivering so?
Passion shows promise,
Suffering is pain,
All nights bleak,
Till all be white... and clear.
- Author: Gildur Prausly (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 10th, 2024 20:19
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
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