You Go First

GON

Resting in a state of loneliness

Opportunity knocks at the door

Days spent supine can pass you by

Each one going is a wasted chance

Little talks stack and fall to the floor

Losing them is easier than getting more

Although sometimes help drops in

  • Author: noah (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 29th, 2018 02:20
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    A fine write Gon. I suppose if we never go first ourselves, we shall never get there - wherever we are going, that is!

  • Michela Vismara

    Oooo is this about a certain someone? Rodella is a beautiful name



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