Three'L Man
1042012:44am
Everyone lark
Time reminiscent the old
Through our time of lark
Shown as it is bold
Behold, what made us untold?
Owing to time,space,and words are cold?
Lug the sentiment to thee
My alter ego, have forsaken me
The days are dark
The tongues are cold
The friends I have mark
Has faded, seems to be untold.
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SENTIMENTAL WORDS
PoesieEluding the mischievious pains of reality that pushes the artist to create masterpieces.
