Tired and Frail

All these pretty little words may never be seen By anyone else's eyes besides me And I'm coming to terms with the vast, open dream Where echoes are lost and eyes are unclean   My eyes have been unclean for some time When I could no longer eat up my rhymes Even if polite, with... Continue Reading →

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