I know they're only momentary these moments I'm living in
But I momentarily can't fathom the pain I'm in
Because the pain im in
Brings me to an inconclusive end
And its so unlike me to start and begin again
because im like the tin man
im frozen and rusted in place
I cant be trusted im a disgrace
my credentials are crusted just to save face
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A Constant Poets Thoughts
PoetryI am constantly thinking poetically and finding meaning in the menial. I figured letting others read how I think might give insight to the world behind our own. Enjoy.
