Poetry: By Ann Christine Tabaka
Ann Christine Tabaka 04.02.2018 Eyes Wide Open Eyes wide open I see the truth. Eyes wide open for once, at last. Treasures dangled as enticements. A fall from grace tumbles by. Sixteen and twenty, counting onward. The path unclear, the questions stands. Hand of temptation reaches forward, offering forbidden fruit. Imprisoned by … Continue reading Poetry: By Ann Christine Tabaka
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