I have been blind,
Mouth sewn shut with filth
and it all withered away the movement you touched me
And the movement you left me here I was
.....
Blind again
-Mehak
cranburry
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Words to my soul
PoetryThese are some poems by me and some by my favorite poets and writers. I enjoy writing and reading dark poems. But you can still find some happy ones. I hope you enjoy it.
