Pallido

Pallido

A Poem by Scott Troy

Search an feel
Mi canta
Tired and fatigued
My ego tis of the
What I miss
An you miss
Let it go
I tire
Perspire
Weak an alone
Your name
Still bold
Things I'll never
Forget
Red like roses
I hate
That you still
Affect me
Yet I'll always
Love
That I met you

© 2018 Scott Troy


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Added on September 8, 2018
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Scott Troy
Scott Troy

Edwardsville, IL



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