Paradise,
Or at least what I thought was paradise,
Was a fool's errand
I wanted paradise,
But paradise didn't want me....
Thus the journey began
Paradise was November
It wasn't summer,
Nor Fall,
But a part I yearned for,
A nostalgic peace
Each paradise gave an exit to pain and misery
And so,
The journey to self paradise began
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Some Pretty Lame Poetry
PoetryPoems that I occasionally write for fun or to express some feelings. These poems are mostly free verses so don't expect any fancy poetry. I will take requests and do my best to meet your requirements. Sincerely, The Lenny
