Eyelashes
Stashes
Hope crashes
To the sea
What will be
Is me
In this world
without
He
And I can’t bare to imagine
Never seeing his face
In this place again.
White hot thought
Eyelashes
Stashes
Hope crashes
To the sea
What will be
Is me
In this world
without
He
And I can’t bare to imagine
Never seeing his face
In this place again.
. . . but here I go anyway.
Poetry and fiction not intended for the masses — Sam M. Phillips
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