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Dire
The wan, and worn
Haggard face
A pale cameo
Of former glories
And happier days
Now
Forlorn, fallowed
And forgotten
Her breath, hoarse
Rasping
A consequence
Perhaps
Of unhealthy indulgences
And a wayward smile
Bitter seeds were sown
Hands, and heart
Now gnarled
Etched with unwanted memories
As words fall
A dirge of disbelief
And belated regrets
by Jemia
Haggard face
A pale cameo
Of former glories
And happier days
Now
Forlorn, fallowed
And forgotten
Her breath, hoarse
Rasping
A consequence
Perhaps
Of unhealthy indulgences
And a wayward smile
Bitter seeds were sown
Hands, and heart
Now gnarled
Etched with unwanted memories
As words fall
A dirge of disbelief
And belated regrets
by Jemia
Published 20th Mar 2023
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20th Mar 2023 2:47pm
Time and casty habits can be cruel on a body. PS: I sometimes see this young women around skid row. She's maybe a young 30, but being a total boozed she looks 20 years older..............
28th Mar 2023 00:49am
