The Poet in his Time

Jeremy Niles
Dec 4, 2018
1 min read

I’m a lair I don’t tell the truth In the prime of youth An active life A healthy veneer Hides what’s apparent when near Life is full of strife We know But this jovial smile might not show They say you suffer for your art But I suffer for free I suffer just to be. J. Niles

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