ChangeA Poem by Zach
Liquor lazily drips
from lonely lips Tears flow from broke blood red eyes Cold invades a once warm heart Clothing torn to tatters along with a life Spare change from sorry pockets rattle against embarrassed tin Ashamed he walks dreaming of yesterday’s life © 2013 Zach |
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Added on November 27, 2013 Last Updated on November 27, 2013 Author
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