Mar 2018
Life, the long played game, of pain and fame in the brain.
These are the things that drive our hope, of things to come,
a dwindling hope and a prize. These are the things that drive
the game of pain and fame in our brains.
These are the things that drive our hope, of things to come,
a dwindling hope and a prize. These are the things that drive
the game of pain and fame in our brains.
This is a copy of the oldest poem I remember writing, so it may not be the best.
