Dark Poetry #5 |
A good life |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
The last few years, oh how precious you are, Most of my life they were not mine to enjoy, Raise to be a care taker, then a good worker, Now that all my energy has been raided, I accept this slow pace, Shows and music, tasks and reminders became the focal point of my life, Not until I retired, did I ever live a good life. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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