Alone through Time

Gino

At times, being alone and laboring for want...

Then finding that temporary there,

and still falling short of that permanent fill...

 

It becomes customary to living that way,

on a daily vice, for we get older and refreshed

with every desire to be finally free...

  • Author: Gino (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 8th, 2017 23:33
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • burning-embers

    I lingered here for some time. This is very deep. Is he writing the story of my life in six lines?

    • Gino

      Thank you burning-embers.



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