The ancient hole…

There’s a hole in my soul so deep and old, I had forgotten that I never did fill it.  Like an old war wound, with my coming age, it hearkens me back to days gone by and battles won and lost.  Youth and years have flown and left me here now with what I have left; my memories and this hole they never will fill.

Published by Bosco O'Brian

What I say here may or may not be decide. Read my thoughts and know me. If you like what you see, reach out. If not, move on.

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