Poetry: …a hole in mind

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Belly crys,head aches
a jobless tomorrow,no pay…
grateful am alive;how do I survive?
 
These ideas
these ideals
 …will light a fire
will spark the glow,tomorrow.
 
Hope, faith
owed
to time
wanes.

Capturing this journey called Life in text, frames...

  • teehem

    strangely unpeculiar how this ish befits 2dae..it's like that red cape around superman!