Blues

Grime on my elbows.
Streaks of tears.
Broken mirrors.
Wilted Carnations.
Dusty books.
Fallen music.
Drudgery.
Moonless nights.
Endless hours.
With you gone,
It isn’t the same anymore.

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2 responses to “Blues

  1. awww…am still here…!! :P

  2. Anonymous

    I understand..completely…SA

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