A Sin To Begin Tragic At The End

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Mum’s this mythic muse
inaudible harmonics in articulated interpretations
When wisdom concedes
dubious foul-mouthed fracas before confusing speculations
 
Feeling the wear and tear
time scrapes and scolds weathered skin breaks in the cold
The surreal symphony of syllable never said
at death a life in review never once had I said I love you.   
 
         

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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