Not Yet TitledA Poem by WooddawgPartially out of order odd kinda sorta color outside the border mental health disorder Correct anwser to which one of these doesn't belong In the discomfort zone the forever feeling of wrong judge and jury myselves' conversed at my best still the worst A desire, a thirst.. lines well rehearsed. Only to be hearsed a bubble I burst.. pull away cut the chord collect another non-particiption award thirst returns again I parch repeat.... Circle!!....March!!.... overdone, underdone, come undone a swift check into the boards overthunken and zombified To nothing, I'm walking towards As sure as
s**t will stink As far as I rise doomed to sink.... eventually.. ..that is just me..... © 2018 Wooddawg |
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Added on November 19, 2018 Last Updated on November 19, 2018 |