Lonely IslandA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyThe awful truth about growing up.
Even looking through Kaleidoscopes
can become a bore when all the colors blur to grey when you no longer remember why why you started to look The scene you now see no longer warm cold and strange you try to capture who you were that version of self will never return Every adventure has to end though you must keep moving the feeling of a lonely island replaces the flame that ounce burned within To Oz To Oz never again now you must you continue living just as your parents.....
© 2012 Abdul Batin Osman Bey
Author's Note
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StatsAuthorAbdul Batin Osman BeyCambridge, MAAboutIt is said that if Johnny Thunders and Janis Joplin were to have a child then have him to be raised by the unwanted aspects of Society while having him schooled in Timbuktu that person would be me. I.. more..Writing
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