ART
On December 9, 2017
by JAROD
Somedays I think and I
Start to think again about opportunities and dwell
On the roach that is in
My mind and the possibility that
My life feels like I’m slowly dying
And prevents the emotional feeling that is
Sympathy and beauty in an
Image of a flower which is Art.
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