These words I've kept for so long
Beg to be untold.
But alas these holes have widened
Wanting more of me to unfold.
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Starry Dreamy Nights
PoetryLiterary musings from a dreamer's starry nights and the unsleeping mind. •• updates at the wee hours of the night ••
Holes
These words I've kept for so long
Beg to be untold.
But alas these holes have widened
Wanting more of me to unfold.