The End.A Poem by Paul BellPretty boring, mostly just Quite unconcerned, never first Time for thinking, sometimes Moving slowly backwards Quite unusual, never thinking Got to go slow, no feeling Nerves on end willpower going Life on end, worry not Got to go slow, quietly deafening No sense begging, not right Go quietly happy, no thoughts Must be changing, hurry none No feeling, moving slowly backwards Quite calm, the silence so good Must have gone, most becoming. © 2018 Paul BellReviews
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5 Reviews Added on May 9, 2018 Last Updated on May 9, 2018 AuthorPaul BellAboutI like poetry and stories that tell me something. Sometimes the shortest poems hit the hardest. If I post something serious, don't worry, a funny poem will follow. Don't hesitate to tell me if my po.. more..Writing
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