Aug 2019
you are
like a dream
unreal
and fragile
yet stroke me
hug
I will stop for us time
but you in a blink of an eye
tired of coughing
leave so suddenly
in the sleepy existence
like a dream
unreal
and fragile
yet stroke me
hug
I will stop for us time
but you in a blink of an eye
tired of coughing
leave so suddenly
in the sleepy existence
Written by
Anna Banasiak
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