ThreeA Poem by ANow there's three. Three One from before, One in it, One from after All of them different different backgrounds different age groups and lifestyles One young, Two Older All three make up my thoughts All three Consume me Mostly two but sometimes Three. I'm infatuated or in Love. All not there When I'm ready Gone. I always pick the wrong the ones not meant to be The ones i hope and use my wishes on For 11:11. They are mine Strike and they are on my mind Do I have to choose? or can I continue to live in a fantasy Where they are there waiting to consume me in my slumber. Is this a choice already being made for me? Is this one that three can make? © 2010 A |
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1 Review Added on November 18, 2010 Last Updated on November 23, 2010 AuthorALondon, England, United KingdomAboutMaude: Well, if some people get upset because they feel they have a hold on some things, I'm merely acting as a gentle reminder: here today, gone tomorrow, so don't get attached to things. Dream as.. more..Writing
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