what is costA Poem by nocoolSuccess is always shown in a glory of light Never do people see the painful fight Life is but a dream It comes with a cost That cold and broken scream The empty hands dropped the cost And away with the wind it flew like silver dust It flies among stars falling on a round of rust Kissing the desolate sea of broken dreams A fallen star from a dreamy sky Full of broken dreams © 2017 nocool |
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Added on October 26, 2017 Last Updated on October 26, 2017 Author
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