nervousA Poem by timothygalexander
Baby I get nervous
Imagery spinning unwritten verses Complied in a book bound, full of curses I need to touch you, my love it searches A place to call home, a peaceful stasis But I feel so hollow as my life remains baseless. © 2015 timothygalexander |
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Added on March 23, 2015 Last Updated on March 23, 2015 Author
timothygalexanderWoodbridge, VAAboutdivorced 38 year old male with two kids. I get sad a lot and I like to write. Music is my therapy and writing is my expression more..Writing
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