TRYA Poem by timthyI try ever so hard to get by I buy ever so hard to just try I lie ever so hard to deny Denial I have become to rely Buying into a world so awry Living and breathing a lie Last gasp of breath is a sigh I can without resolute get by With impending death drawing nigh I exalt my resolution to die... Good-Bye © 2014 timthy |
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1 Review Added on March 8, 2014 Last Updated on March 8, 2014 Authortimthycoloniial heights, VAAboutI am a sagittarius, I write based on ultimate highs and surrealistic lows. I usually don't cover the middle ground. Not pessimistic, not optimistic, just REALISTIC. I look forward to critiques, and be.. more..Writing
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