Scott Ransopher

GALAXY

He lies on a pillow of dreamless nights,
In a bed of damaged feelings.
He sleeps in a room of forbidden thoughts,
In a house of bungled dealings.
He lives in a town of lost hopes,
In a state of utter confusion.
He was born to a world of broken homes,
In a galaxy of illusions.

written 1998

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