October

A Poem by Max Whipple III

Trying to

growing up and letting go

perfection is only skin deep

..and a month long

slowly forgetting more and more

the fire of our tragedy burning through

this afterthought I call my life

© 2013 Max Whipple III

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Added on February 14, 2013
Last Updated on February 14, 2013
Tags: loneliness, lonely, love, alone, sadness, loss, depression, guilt, regret, memories, failure

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Max Whipple III

Chandler, AZ

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I am a musician and aspiring poet/writer. I'm in school to get my BA in English. I hope to one day have something published somewhere significant, but right now it's just a hobby and much needed creat.. more..

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