New vs YouA Poem by Crowley
We trade the joy of now
For the comfort of known When comfort turns to sand And the morning lights our way New again meets us gushing We go to bed two days later With burned fingers Wishing for soup and television Holding hands on the couch
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2 Reviews Added on February 6, 2021 Last Updated on February 6, 2021 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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