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Frustration (Limerick) by DewDrop

Every time I try to write My brain spews out another sight Of nauseating fayre: Love I've found and lovers lost Life and death, what war has cost The futility of prayer Disturbed by chains that bind my mind What inspiration can I find To dance upon a page I've reached a point Cannot anoint Salvation from this rage!

ramtheman1 18-Oct-03/2:36 AM
i like this poem.




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