Wraped in solitare...
left to long inside illusion
I have become leary of an absolute conclusion
Water is as I...
I will crawl and cover
as an over fatuated lover
Apathetic nauture I cant atain
emotion is my tormenting stain.
What did you think
Comments
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I hear ya, she sure can leave a mess. I dug this. short and sweet. "water is as I..." loved that. great write, enjoyable.
Creatress


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Now I remember why I loved your poetry.
Miss reading your work, old friend.
Nice to see you post.
-Reni


