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Mario William Vitale
Poems
Aug 2019
This World Is Not My Home
Today, I stand a fix with humble ***** lips
strapped beneath the evening tide;
one word to the wise;
I sit on temples of gold
you shall to as you are told
strength in all areas that show you home
Lady..Ms. Lady...eager for pain
hit a zero to Mets,
sorry that I missed...
take the fuel wandering closer to my goal
This world is not my home,
my goal is my roll
sift through the leaves on timber whole
benefits call asunder sent from a star that is born
beneath the evening tide stroll;
I search for warriors that stake their claim
not having her in my arms is driving me insane
outside hidden in my window pane
we search for cigs less then eleven dollars a pack
a tendency to over react;
take a long shower
Today, I stand a fix with humble ***** lips
strapped beneat the evening tide;
one word to the wise;
I sit on temples of gold
you shall to as you are told
strength in all areas that show you home
Lady..Ms. Lady...eager for pain
hit a zero to Mets,
sorry that I missed...
take the fuel wandering closer to my goal
This world is not my home,
my goal is my roll
sift through the leaves on timber whole
benefits call asunder sent from a star that is born
beneath the evening tide stroll;
I search for warriors that stake their claim
not having her in my arms is driving me insane
outside hidden in my window pane
we search for cigs less then eleven dollars a pack
a tendency to over react;
take a long shower
Written by
Mario William Vitale
48/M/Wolcott, Ct
(48/M/Wolcott, Ct)
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