![]() The human conditionA Poem by Lost in Wonderland
Weeping statue, oh so old,
How weary you must be. These battles based upon fools gold- "Oppression to stay free". How wide your bed must seem, Lying there alone and cold, Without your lover next to thee; No warm whispers to be told. Your hearth hath lost its energy, Your sun hath ceased to shine. How sad to dream of eternity, Yet know we all must die. © 2013 Lost in WonderlandAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on July 30, 2013 Last Updated on July 30, 2013 Author![]() Lost in WonderlandWherever my books take meAboutHi I'm mickey:) Welcome to my page I've been on this sight for a couple of years now and enjoy getting my writing out there for the world to read:) I appreciate comments and will read anything you .. more..Writing
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