holes.A Poem by AnnieG
If its not one thing it is another..
My life is a never ending cycle of bad timing, just set backs after setbacks.. I'm constantly filling holes in my chest, while new ones are currently being dug. I'm beginning to feel like I will never get even or ahead in this life. © 2014 AnnieG |
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Added on May 7, 2014 Last Updated on May 7, 2014 Author
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