Poem -
From the pen...
it all started on washed-up vows
of silent memories
with a hopeΒ
that darkness doesn't give way
to the light
for in the shade
I'm just a manΒ
with a beat-up notebook
writing-
echoes of the screaming pastΒ
mineΒ
maybe yours
some days even locked silencesΒ
need a voice.
Β©Lost
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