Written on - 19 April 2023
Published on - 20 April 2023
Hearts collected in abandoned shores,
Seas corrupted with the sting of hope.
The dead singing bitter folklore.
Redemption of such a place; no scope.
Hollowness hidden under hollowness.
What thief would rob an empty shelf?
Deceitful depth; hiding shallowness.
How shall one rescue self?
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I Bleed Blue
PoetryRaining ink, blue bloodshed In waters, I sink to my deathbed. Leaving behind pages on which i bled. Have you read? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A poetry collection
