Pinball Wizard by William J Donovan

Jan 2021

It's a fragile thing I cry for.
Mommy and Daddy are long gone.
A million drunken mad clowns
storm this circus of my life.
I don't live in a straight line.
I live inside a pinball machine.

Written by

William J Donovan 75/M/Charlotte, NC

(75/M/Charlotte, NC)

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