I want to escape my life at times To some beautiful isle Where my name is not known where I can pretend I am not getting old I want to escape it all sometimes The runs, ups and downs Books and things Cuts and bruises Dollars and cents Where can I go where no one will know And I can recreate a paradise sure And live in ignorant bliss forever more?
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Posted: Aug 2013
About this poem:
a feeling of suspension, wanting to escape.... random thoughts... yes fantasy true cause this is not happening...(lol)