Over and OverA Poem by Allison PriceSomethings only repeatOver and over Time passes still no change Each day dies as it blooms Empty words only wound Fools masked seem wise Grasping the air Life isn't fair Over and over Each word only stings Take freedom with greed Standing still as I run Contraction of lungs You can never let me breathe Over and over © 2013 Allison PriceReviews
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