Don't let go
Flow in circles at the same tone
Marooned with noone
High pitches of an electric string torn
Sharpened through your skin and honed
Perfectly flown
Perfectly stown
Just enough space to be shown
Shun like the sun
Like a deer
Stunned
Hart feels as if you went for a run
Music is done
Back to no fun
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Thin Skin Poetry Renditions By Domingo Perez
PoetrySharing the struggle I have with myself, seeing things in the dark, some of the poems are towards those entities. Endless thoughts, like white noise that I can't turn off.
