Chapter 157 of 174

157 - Having a Blast

Poems for Good Measure54 words~1 min read

The passing hours of silent rainfall

Failed to mask a drizzle of sunshine

Nor foresee a sadness to befall

Relationships walking a fine line

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Hide my sadness through the looking glass

And count the uncertainties at hand

Plodding through life is what I can't stand

Sit and watch while death's having a blast