Still pounding, the broken clock.
In that closed room.
The smoke dances in the atmosphere.
Alcohol, swims Inside me.
The "shoulds" ,and the "wants" are fighting.
Haunted by your existence.
-Nicole Black
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Lost Words (English translation)
PoetryThis book, is a english translation, from my original Greek profile. ⭐⭐⭐ A collection of words.. Texts, between lyrics. Poems, and thoughts. Words that struggle to be written, to speak even without a voice.. Just with their ink. To give color to the...
