CoughI breathe
Cry
She breathes
Now days will be measured
With years progressing
And this green fur that
Coats my body -
Imprisons my blood
Imprisons my soul
It will leave soon
I will live soon
Broken down inside
Flowing down each stride
Everyday brings it closer
A moment of clarity
A sight to take note of
Soon
Lei tu blog y hay varios poemas me gustan este me agrado bastante...una pregunta ya que te encontré entre los blog de C.R
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