Poetry

Dusted, rusted.

Who destroyed music?

I need to write…

I tried to love you,

I can’t sleep…

What is my purpose?

Tick tick tick tick tick ti…

Invulnerable.

Breathe.

Falling.

You are not…

Lonely Traveller (WE)

Countdown… (WE)

Blurred Vision

I can’t write…

Transparent or -lucent…

I and You

It’s All in MY Head

Y.

Flesh.

Clearing My Head…

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Upon the Crimson Wings