No moreA Poem by Kenneth Stephen GoodpasterNo more
Bleak is the sunlit walls of my bedroom Reminding me where I have been and gone And the fading time I have to resume From the short thrill that I been riding on
Live to the fullest and no turning back And now I realize this is not for me The reckless delusions of living free And the last kick before it turns pitch black © 2014 Kenneth Stephen Goodpaster |
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