Low-top table
"Secret safe with me"
"I would never gain..."
"...anything of your pain"
His eyes sincere
The other's wide
Cousin's are silent
i seep into violence
On my mind
She sits with one
Once close
Butterflies
Are happiness
Flying away in
Migration
Like Mother once did
Before me
And all
Others.
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Threads Deep Within
PoetryMore poetry since the other one reached limit of parts! Book 1 is "Heartfelt Messages, or Something Like That". This is book 2. Thank you! 7/18/21-8/22/22
