Unlearned Lessons

 

I reach out and attempt to

grasp,

The trailing strings of my

existence.

Before my eyes, bringing forth

a gasp,

These strings fade out in an

instant.

Promises made are promises

broken,

Will we fools ever learn our

lessons?

Copyright ©1996

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