July 23, 2017
guilt
where is my queen?Whay are you at my feetIn pieces?How did I and up here so fare away from home?With youSo quiteSo quickAll goneDon’t ask me. You knowAnd it is better left unsaidI sit here at the ruins of my… AllYou are welcome to sit here beside me. You are welcome to leaveGive me your […]
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