DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some words turn to dust--no one to understand no one to value on land:\
hold the words save the rush
throw away turn to dust
in a hint an unwarned gush
leave to decay surrender to rust
upon a flash
upon a sleep
in a thousand nights and one they tear
on a heart of gold to dash
on breast to bare
no more they burn they fast
they swear
-------ravenfeels
Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 5:19 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some words turn to dust--no one to understand no one to value on land:\
hold the words save the rush
throw away turn to dust
in a hint an unwarned gush
leave to decay surrender to rust
upon a flash
upon a sleep
in a thousand nights and one they tear
on a heart of gold to dash
on breast to bare
no more they burn they fast
they swear
-------ravenfeels
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