Sketch
Poetry of pain
Published in
Oct 16, 2021
The way you sketch this life,
Has closed me out
So I,
Have nothing left to say,
Each breath begins
to fade.
Those eyes can hardly see,
My depth of pain
and grief,
The way you sketch this life,
Has closed me out
So I,
Have nothing left to say,
Each breath begins
to fade.
Those eyes can hardly see,
My depth of pain
and grief,
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