untouched On 2016051820160518 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems untouched — the room is bare, the restlessness is gone. the echoes die, the anger fades away To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading...
