Reluctant touch
Fingers that sends chills down my spineVoices shaken
Lung suffocated
Heart ruthless
Eyes left never to seeReluctant thoughts
The shared beats, left with a crooked line
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Poems of He
Poetry"This ain't no sad song, life has to go on", as the 'Kodaline' says it!
Anguish
Reluctant touch
Fingers that sends chills down my spineVoices shaken
Lung suffocated
Heart ruthless
Eyes left never to seeReluctant thoughts
The shared beats, left with a crooked line