WithoutA Poem by donny ingrahamA poet without words life without meaning no work for the unemployed everything seems to go down hill wasting away into nothing carried away by thieves pretending to seek my interests yet teaing me apart Burning the candle at both ends attempts to gain balance in this world, there is none © 2011 donny ingraham |
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3 Reviews Added on October 14, 2011 Last Updated on October 14, 2011 Authordonny ingrahamwilton manors, FLAboutI'm a 36 year old writer and poet. Possessing a scarred past, but not allowing it to take me down. I have written two books of poetry and write at any given moment to express myself. more..Writing
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