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A Poem

Nov 21st, 2013 | By | Category: Essays

 Forgotten

 When your not around my smile turns into a frown.

When I see your face I’m disgraced with a bitter taste,

Time with you is a waste that I can not seem to escape,

Moving on is the right action to take , But instead I sit and wait, feeling guilty about any forward step I take.

For now I’ll wallow in my selfish sorrow. I can not help

hoping one day I’ll be able to grasp the bright light of tomorrow.

 

-David Steelton

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