BROKEN SPIRITS
At times I've tolled at being Me;
Have myself I lost in life's debris?
--Therefore two selves lost.
Changes that take hope far away;
As I attempt to keep gloom at bay,
And struggle with the cost.
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Broken Spirits, a poem by playwrite27
@ 24/08/2008 – 02:03:42 pm
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