Jun 2015
The brittle
silliness
of life
is only
temporary.
I endured,
but I didn't
prevail.
God was ill
on the day
I was born.
It's been
a crap shoot
ever since.
We are what
we are until
we aren't.
~mce
silliness
of life
is only
temporary.
I endured,
but I didn't
prevail.
God was ill
on the day
I was born.
It's been
a crap shoot
ever since.
We are what
we are until
we aren't.
~mce
(Mechanicsburg, PA)
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