EvanescenceA Poem by Breed
Evanescence
The essence of presence is lost in the resins Lessons in life occured bound to the destined Questioned the next in the line of the sought Rott in the mind of the kind in a shot Escape the reality Confronting the fear Tears held back as the fantasy neared Attract the detrimental Held back the sentimental A ponder in the wonder of what lies yonder © 2016 Breed |
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