NickelA Poem by stargirl23he’s already trapped in a vicious cycle for his plentiful sins he is not liable inhale, exhale, take deep breaths only milestone left is death he needs fuel to exacerbate his life so his days are passed in this search for strife people say that on society’s face he is a wart uniforms and a cell would help his heart it doesn’t matter where he is towed his life is parallel paths on the same road passerby slow their pace to a trickle
echoing, “no, I cannot spare a nickel” © 2016 stargirl23Reviews
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