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nianko
Poems
Aug 2017
Vulnerability
Words unsaid, songs unsung
These poems slip through my fingers
Like stubborn sand that I can't bottle, I stare into eyes the colour of the sun
And I'm frozen
What words do I have left?
Written by
nianko
27/Cisgender Female/Lisbon
(27/Cisgender Female/Lisbon)
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