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May 2021 Collage Poem: Truth Not Fiction
Aches like an August sky with a lipstick smile
Tangled at sunset in crimson skies
Despicable creatures run and hide in shadows
Drowned rats find worry in their shadows
Running across drenched summits
Footsteps lined up in haiku beats
The crystal glass of the past life
A wedding present in the charity shop
I see the other me, before she turns the corner.
It wasn't me!
Sacred threa...
Tuesday 11th May 2021 11:19 am
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