Words

"my spirit is a mass
of desolation
like someone splotched
darkness
and smattered abandon
and smeared loneliness
across my barren
heart
and left it unsigned
who would want to claim
such a mess?"

A collection of poems and rambles from the corners of my unusual brain. Feel free to leave suggestions.

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