Poem -

Last years poem

Lessons iv learned from 2017...

Attack the weak with perception
From the best view of their own sundownΒ  Β 
Greed grows in empty pockets, not a thiefs burnt handsΒ 
Smoking ruined everything but gave me everything. The black teeth and the clothes I wearΒ 
The 'one' is still out there
The very one I thought I found
My heart is on amber alert with broken sirens and is out lined with chock like a crime scene
It was there
But where
Who ever has itΒ 
will I marry it?Β 

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Connor McCandless

I feel incredibly welcome! To this quiet little website :)Β 

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Ja

An engaging piece of work
I'm sure it's not a quirk
But a well thought out piece of art
That I enjoyed from the start.

Thank you kindly for the read

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Connor McCandless

Thank you very much! I'm just looking to improve on my writings would you have suggestions??Β 

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