Travis Louie
I am only the implication
Of a truth not yet composed.
Wherever there are statues
There are hearts that coincide.
Every morning another reaper
Finds his mark, it no longer matters
If the target still walks so long
As the eyes can be held down.
Maybe we are all the better part
Of nothing much and maybe
We are fine most of the time
But some days never begin
No matter how avid the adieu.
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A quick one from me. This weekend will be hectic and then Monday I have the inspection I will try to write new poems if time permits.
mindlovemisery 
I think the beginning was brilliant.. and the theme kept it interesting till the end. Another fine poem.
Thanks Neeraj XD
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jinxx xoxo
Thank you for the reblog
Your Welcome
Enjoy Your Day
there are those days that never seem to being…that never get a chance from the get go…
hope all goes well with the inspection on monday…and that you get time to enjoy a bit of the weekend
Thank you so much Brian on all accounts I will tell you what happens with the inspection