LIFE

Scott Tammy


Mar 27 2022  -  1 min read

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He offered me a tree…

yet he took away the leaves,

On a platter he gave me love,

but robbed me off peace,

When light came in,

darkness crept in still….

He ain’t no bed of roses,

Life ain’t playing fair I know this.


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