Test myself

by Brandon Dykens   Mar 9, 2017


The world too cold for me.
Displeases the warmth you seek
as she sleeps and wonders if she will get this.
As Shadows start to pay attention
give it away...
In and Out up and down
right about face
wash rinse repeat
don't speak to the street to get lost in the cracks
wallowing about the taxes you pay every day
standing up to speak again
with the voice given
I will test myself until the end of time.

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