bring back those
you lept up in your pages,
the broken glasses that you restored
for another cut a day,
the cold stories
you wrote out of nowhere
bring back those
the ghost of a smile
on your face,
that you
painted in the mundane sky.
bring those lies
that you burried
within you.
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YOU ARE READING
Soul and Life -wattys 2019
Poetry❝ we are only two different stars trying to reach our galaxy ❞ //poetry collection copyright ©haiseyla,2018
