I'm Clinging to a Dream

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March 2017

I'm Clinging to a Dream

 

That's.... fostered, by alcohol.

That eludes me, ....... when I sleep.

And merely, saddens.... my, wakened hours.

I'm surrounded by, a reality.

To which,

I don't belong......

I am, 

unseen ..... by the crowds.

My voice.......

Unheard,

by the passing throng.

I'm fighting.....

Against the flow.

Forever, just trying.

To, 

hold on

 

With tired hands......

Giajl © Jim Love 

 

 

 

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