i can't help myself
not with his shoulders so broad
his hair so short
his eyes so hooded
JE LEEST
Within Time's Cracks
PoëzieCall it what you will; an intricate story, a mess of emotions, an unsung song. Whatever it is, it's here, like the rest of us, and those that surround us, teetering within Time's cracks, a hairbreadth away from falling over the edge and into the aby...
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i can't help myself
not with his shoulders so broad
his hair so short
his eyes so hooded
