trying to remain wide eyed
while the sands of time blow toward me
try to remain unscathed unhurt
while i dodge the sharp words that are thrown
tried to remain untouched
after things have grabbed onto me
and here i sit wondering what effect these tiny storms will take on me
1 comment:
I like this poem a lot...the image of the storms is strong and I can feel the effects of the words...
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