I let my pen bleed the words I've never told you before you leave.
I push to survive in a world where I can't find your presence again with me.At night, I catch sight of you gradually fading through the winds.
But I still hope to find you in pages of the love we use grind.You are the words I wrote, my last lifeline,
But now I'm running through this lifeless town.
YOU ARE READING
Thousand days Beneath (Poetry)
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