Does life over run us all until we can no longer stay afloat until life has suffocated us completely and swallowed us whole.
Slowly ebbing out,it's hourglass's fallen sand.
Butterflies pass,while avoiding my shadowy cast...
Fearing my approachful,engulfing path.
Clouds unleash down buckets of wetness...
As my run through life,has left me,oh so tired and breathless!
01-13-2006'.
Poetry by Michael Jeffrey Gale
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Written on 2006-11-17 at 23:39
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Over-Flowing Faucets of Life !
Lo' the faucet's of life spills out and over my land...Slowly ebbing out,it's hourglass's fallen sand.
Butterflies pass,while avoiding my shadowy cast...
Fearing my approachful,engulfing path.
Clouds unleash down buckets of wetness...
As my run through life,has left me,oh so tired and breathless!
01-13-2006'.
Poetry by Michael Jeffrey Gale
Read 408 times
Written on 2006-11-17 at 23:39
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