From this chair to this chair,
From this town to that town.
Nothing changes except the view.
Sitting here with nothing to do .
No one to talk to and no one to share.
No one has time for me to spare.
So I have no choice but to sit and stare.
I will go to that place which no one can share.
There is no time or space in this special place.
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Author:
maryann kousarieh (
Offline) - Published: November 10th, 2016 05:57
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Comments3
Ohhhhhhhh MARYANN ~ another sad poem ~ You really need someone to love and cherish you ! Thinking of your 24/7 BRIAN
Great write
Sad well written piece.
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