Sep 2024
All the good things from my past are past
and my future looks like a ghost empty vast.
Tremors are worse, memory is going too fast
Clocks are breaking and time will never last.
and my future looks like a ghost empty vast.
Tremors are worse, memory is going too fast
Clocks are breaking and time will never last.
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)
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