I stare into empty space, ask questions to all those who hear,
Those who listen answer silent far away but still near,
I have time to escape from...
Thanks for the input on this piece T R nice one.
Very nice. This was true poetry this was real deep and am not into this kind of stuff but I think I understood what it is that your saying.
Do I deserve to work for this worthless purse
Wages obserd empty pockets seem cursed with first,
For the filling of paper rather sooner than later...
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