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Poetry Understands
Poetry understands
walking dead,
monsters under the bed,
voices in your head.
Poetry understands
wounded souls,
storms, walls,
severed rainbows.
Poetry understands
broken hearts,
rainy days, lonely nights,
moon light.
Poetry understands
star-crossed love,
hopeless romances,
second chances.
Poetry understands
twin flames
guilt, shame,
the blame game.
Poetry understand...
Wednesday 17th April 2019 12:09 am
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