Barbaric, Mystical, Bored
Just poetry.
Friday, June 29, 2018
fade to orange
in a world made of truths and lies
who sighs and who cries?
in the hour when the skies are born
who goes by, lovelorn?
there's a river far away
you may go. or you may stay.
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