Breakheart Solo Poem by Lev Brekhman

Breakheart Solo



A sort of modest pride,
I'm having recent years.
Got nowhere to hide,
And do I want? Oh, yes…
Life pressures day and night,
I'm strictly fighting back.
Not striking first? Yes, right,
But wish myself to break.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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