My God, My God
Did you hear my plea?
Have I asked too much?
was it selfish of me?
Oh, I need to breathe,
please take this pain
from my heart, it is bleeding away
while I stand out in the gray
where it always seems to bring down rain.
-Judy Emery © 2020
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MOONLIGHT IS TRYING TO SURVIVE
FantasyThis is another poem book of poems of the past.
