SinfulChild - Hello Poetry

SinfulChild

as the storm beneath my own shame sings the last lullabies of this broken flesh. / I gave away my taste of loneliness and longing to a prison, / the crimson rain of my tears poured down on the river of regrets. / the beauty is already long dead.

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