Tired eyes.
Lonesome words escape
The lips dripping with
Abandon. What have they lost
That makes them choose emptiness?
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Poems in the dark of night
ПоэзияPoems that I can't express to anyone through words spoken, so I put them on paper. Words that explain hardships and times I can't sleep because of these thought roaming through my brain.
Empty
Tired eyes.
Lonesome words escape
The lips dripping with
Abandon. What have they lost
That makes them choose emptiness?
