-
~ / Through pain and pride, / he has thrown off; / The dust that gathered, / round his face. / He could not pretend, / any longer; / The surrounding happenings, / and disgrace. /
|
|
|
Notify a moderator
Ask a question
Random
Chat
Terms of Use
Rules
Our sites: Stories, Critical Poetry, Old Poetry, Quotes, Philosophy, Journals, Role-playing. © Social Design Poem History:
| |