Unfruitful and damaging beyond all repairs
None conceived, and no one compares,
Though I cherish mine and envy theirs
Indeed these petulant love affairs,
Are like the stunts the stuntman dares,
For his insatiable addiction of shifting gears
They’re reminiscent adages that memory shares,
With reclining old men in rocking chairs
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2 comments:
I like this, it is sad yet powerful
@merili:
Thanks for reading :)
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