Trundle along,
Over and over,
It has become a habit.
The same path,
Methodical as always,
It has become a habit.
Take not from me,
My familiarity,
It has become a habit.
Veer me away,
I steer back,
It has become a habit.
What is missing,
I tend to miss,
It has become a habit.
What you read,
A lie, it can be,
It has become a habit.
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"We get so much in the habit of wearing disguises before others that we finally appear disguised before ourselves"
~Francois de la Rochefoucauld
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4 thoughts:
so true!
The last one.. the best !! nd others likeable too ..
Inviting u to comment upon my new poem !!
AMAZING!!!!!!!!!
P.S was passing by
thanks for dropping by guys.
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