Ten years till tomorrow,
twelve months since today
That feeling of sorrow,
that won't go away
Push past all the problems,
surrender to stress
One acts like a scholar,
to move towards success
To pretend to remember,
the feel of one's skin
That passing December,
they want to fit in
Ten years till tomorrow,
twelve months since today
The time had been borrowed,
we're all that remain
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Author:
pots-and-pans (
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- Comment from author about the poem: hooray, another midnight rambling!!
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Comments3
I'm swept away miss Pots and pans
I can't believe I missed your clang
Now I've heard your awesome words
I bid you a good day please ramble away!
Awesome write so well done.
thanks!
Your welcome
Original and so well drafted like this a lot.
thank you so much!
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