in the waking hourA Poem by highonwordsthat you're beautiful, and you don't know how don't care about beauty, that was freely given, makes you work hard all the same, for my love like the rest of us are wont to work to eat, so we could live alone, to see enough beauty for the day, that comes so unbearably real, in our waking hours © 2016 highonwords |
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1 Review Added on April 1, 2016 Last Updated on April 1, 2016 AuthorhighonwordsAboutNOTE: Formerly my pen-name on this site is letterhead, but since i also have an account on DeviantArt, with a different pen-name, which is highonwords (stephanie) - i am going to use highonwords here .. more..Writing
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