Oct 2015
Alas,
once again,
like the emotionally insane refugee
who cannot find comfort in assylum,
there is no communion.
I come to find her gone,
And the vacuous space she left behind
Immeasurable.
once again,
like the emotionally insane refugee
who cannot find comfort in assylum,
there is no communion.
I come to find her gone,
And the vacuous space she left behind
Immeasurable.
Written by
S Smoothie
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