Fool's GoldA Poem by Alex PastranoTime to make what's mine.My mind fools me. My time fleets before me. I lose my serenity. I forget my frailty, You make it your own. You give me comfort, I am not built for that. I let you hold my hand, You choose to hold me down. Your fantasies are not mine, My reality is.
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StatsAuthorAlex PastranoCebu City, Region 7, PhilippinesAboutI write fiction leisure and write non-fiction, academic for a living. 21 years old from the Philippines. I major in Biology. You may contact me on twitter: @aiexthegreatest. more.. |