CalculationsA Poem by Jon Roggie
I hate this,
but it is needed. It feels so cold. I might be able to bring peace. One single moment used, and it has to be rubbed into both of their faces. This is the reality. No time for petty disagreements. Turning away will only leave regrets. This is our mother. You chose me for this. I am only left the freezing steel. © 2017 Jon RoggieReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 19, 2017 Last Updated on March 19, 2017 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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