UntitiledA Poem by DrewI have stood fists clenched Against an endless sea of challenge Where once an insatiable will Pulsed through my viens I now grow old and tired With out stretched hand Grasping Empty I am weak How much more How much more I scream out in a voice unheard How much more
© 2008 DrewAuthor's Note
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