skin hiding cupcakes,
Blazing sun arises to
dark, lost souls. Looking.
Death, Depression, Fear, Poems, Poetry, recovery, Shadorma
This entry was posted on April 15, 2017, 6:10 am and is filed under Poems. You can follow any responses to this entry through RSS 2.0.
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#1 by Dead Donovan on May 15, 2017 - 4:03 am
Excellent! I enjoyed your play on light and dark… we all have those opposing forces in us.
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