4:17 pm, Saturday, 13th May
but as my eyes open,
you fade away
like a wispy mess dragged
along with the countless sways
of the wind.
YOU ARE READING
dysphoria
Poetrysilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
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4:17 pm, Saturday, 13th May
but as my eyes open,
you fade away
like a wispy mess dragged
along with the countless sways
of the wind.
