The Folly of MeA Poem by Tom Q
The folly of me Grasping at self preservation Deluded and absorbed Lost confidence anxiety Yet I am no more Your benevolent serenity Washed upon a soul downward cast This life is a moment Insignificant is my past A future I now need to see such undeserved recompense Without hesitation I compliment The capacity of we © 2009 Tom Q |
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Added on February 16, 2009 Author
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