Not ever will I see
The full moon again
For vision
Blinded & jaded
Will be no use
When the sky is just as bruised as the ground
YOU ARE READING
breathe {poetry}--
Poetrythis is not poetry it is emotion in its purest form; words
alike in difference
Not ever will I see
The full moon again
For vision
Blinded & jaded
Will be no use
When the sky is just as bruised as the ground
