Wasted Poem by Teresita Blanco
Wasted by Teresita Blanco Another day, my youthful vigor Wasted, wasted, Another storm surges forth. These empty...
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Wasted
by Teresita Blanco
Another day, my youthful vigor
Wasted, wasted,
Another storm surges forth.
These empty walls
Grow dim with sorrow;
These empty faces
Reek useless pretenses.
As the rose turns red,
My heart now sheds
My final struggle,
My last regret.
Copyright Teresita Blanco
No way in hell do you have permission to use my poems without my express written consent.Hell knows no fury as a lawsuit from me!!!
No way in hell do you have permission to use my poems without my express written consent.Hell knows no fury as a lawsuit from me!!!
