Everything still
Hurts,
Love.
It still
Feels like
He's dead.
Feels like
I should be.
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PoetryCompletely uncensored thoughts and observations, about most anything. Non Fiction #87 // Poetry #193 © Papyruspoet 2014.
YOU ARE READING
Completely uncensored thoughts and observations, about most anything. Non Fiction #87 // Poetry #193 © Papyruspoet 2014.
Everything still
Hurts,
Love.
It still
Feels like
He's dead.
Feels like
I should be.