Every word of our
Song echoes in the hole you
Left when you changed.
YOU ARE READING
An Assortment Of Words
PoetryObserve these syllables I have arranged in no particular order and pretend to feel some sort of way. Featured story, highest rank #2 in poetry All rights reserved © #Wattys2016
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Every word of our
Song echoes in the hole you
Left when you changed.
