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It Does Not Care...

door killea

It Does Not Care...

Words flow continuously
he is the image, the crux
of his emotional turmoil,
well admired he may be
he coverts what is already his,
love plagues him incessantly
yet he bares not his heart
frozen in a myriad of senses,
words read, applauded,
he bows, unsatisfied
snivelling with age and fear,
his sport, of sorts,
with memories, alone,
sniffing at his grave
tripping over words of lust,
he knows not it is the same,
as it always was, and will be
if he ventured, ever playful
love knows no age
it does not care, if it is there
it does not care...

Enkel ingeschreven gebruikers kunnen stemmen.

Totale score: 3

Uitstekend: 1 stem(men), 33%
Goed: 1 stem(men), 33%
Niet goed: 1 stem(men), 33%

totaal 3 stem(men)