THOUGHTS

onomegold (37)in #poetry • 7 years ago

The thoughts of been tortured
Churned my stomach walls

Maybe i'll crumble or maybe i'll fall.
But my dreams and expectation.
Are like Eiffel,Standing so tall.

The longer the nights,the shorter the days.

You are your daily reminder so everyone fades

Tales by moonlight or hustle under the scorching sun.

Sleep never comes maybe like until dawn.

They say you'd get beat by karma
Unlike tinsel,you can't withstand all that drama

So you do what you do to bake bread for your "mama".

7 years ago in #poetry by onomegold (37)

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exxodus (60) 7 years ago

Hey @onomegold, great post! I enjoyed your content. Keep up the good work! It's always nice to see good content here on Steemit! :)

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onomegold (37) 7 years ago

Thanks alot
Pls dont forget to upvote and resteem dear

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