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Trivial Children
Wet words are weeping
I lack vocabulary
Salting wounds that sting
Crave in quantity
Gripping at abandonment
I thought we were friends
But then you left me
Without a word, all alone
Darkness swallows me
Published 1st Nov 2019
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11th Nov 2019 9:47pm
Alone in the darkness...a terrible tragedy that befalls us all...powerful ink indeed.
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
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