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I can't get up
Im sorry kiddo
Long must I endure the silence
at least while these lungs sill carry breath
It would be easier for some if I was dead
This is evidently true
Seems a lifetime ago
of corrupted memories
Hearing you come into this world
listening ,your eyes as I held you skin to skin
Published 7th Jun 2022
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12th Jun 2022 4:28am
I had logged off but somehow was drawn to your pages and while here I find that you are lacking many comments on your very well written poetry so let me be the first to say I found this very dark, raw and bittersweet. Well done mate
Zazzles
Zazzles
13th Jun 2022 5:12pm
Those bitter sweet memories
Like toxic Ash through jaded fingers
I am glad you related to my scribble, thank you
Like toxic Ash through jaded fingers
I am glad you related to my scribble, thank you
13th Jun 2022 5:58pm
