March 29th 2007
Route to attend.
I'm a solitarian
my friend,
And I'm tired again.
Getaway,
Just pretend to stray.
A route to attend,
The devil's send.
But wounds do mend.
Independant,
An arrogant beauty
at her best.
Your eyes,
My tears try to find,
And inside,
Stray,
A route to attend.
Make me a friend,
No longer pretend
Godsend.
Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2007-03-29 at 16:17




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