ESTÁS LEYENDO

Poetry

Poems from the inner corners of my brain, under my nails and the end of my paintbrush.

Shore

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por mashmato

por mashmato

Drag me to shore
Drag me to shore when my body can't move anymore

When I'm dull with depressed thoughts
And a self destructive heart
Let me lean on your paper spine
Let me share your warmth in the dark.

Sing to me
Sing to me when my cries deafen me

When I eat because my stomach is sick
And I can't think clearly
Let your melodic voice ring out
Let your voice free and I will listen dearly

22/04/16