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Mrs Enginerd Poetry

Life

Anger.
Tears.
Silence.
Fear.
Despair.
A memory is lost in a thought
And that thought becomes a memory.
Whisper.
Whimper.
Frustration.
Anxiety.
A crude awakening to the curse of the years
Passing us by merciless and remorseful.
Passion.
Regret.
Undying wanton and desire of a life worth living, now wasted away.
Love’s surreal emotions all come together, exhaling one last cry:
Let me be free or let me die!

*1998 original

By MrsEnginerd

Engineer, DIY enthusiast, world traveler, avid reader, pitbull owner, and nerd whisperer. 😎🤓😘🐶

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