Stories never endA Poem by Jon Roggie
It is part of my nature.
Sneaking laughs, while trying to be serious. I tell stories, or at least I try. This leads to a problem. When does it stop? Personally, I ramble. Some of you might have noticed. Yes, I am making an assumption. Honestly, I think I should write gift cards. Where was I? I can tell a story, wait for it, you know this is coming, but it is no longer my own. When the words are heard, or seen, it changes. The words become yours. You are the story.
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1 Review Added on May 9, 2018 Last Updated on May 9, 2018 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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