A Short Love Affair
There is a beautiful world where I can see your face,
It exists only between time and space
Time shreds space like worn out fashion,
And leaves us desperate for our precious compassion
There is a beautiful world where I can see your face,
It exists only between time and space
Time shreds space like worn out fashion,
And leaves us desperate for our precious compassion
in Addiction Poems about Family
Gone are the years when you were addicted
Pain still remains of all those inflicted
Sad are the memories of when you were high
Hurt are the ones who helped you get by