Friday, February 9, 2018


little my friend,
I am writing to you in hope that you are but okay.
give good time in direction but stay still in the war of time.
It only hurts to win and lose when you play but games are not fun.
I sit in my war and wonder where Ive been.
who knows about grass under sun but pillows above our ears.
I coundt need more sunlight but only to dry my tears.


love your frind in tears
 

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