She’s haunted, with ubiquity:
A presence bright, who blinds and burns:
She sees her, everywhere she turns —
The woman that she used to be
To share is human:
She’s Haunted
Poetic Endorphins
She’s haunted, with ubiquity:
A presence bright, who blinds and burns:
She sees her, everywhere she turns —
The woman that she used to be
Envelope Stanzas-grist for that mill; These simply work-work simply well!
But what shall i put in the middle? i can’t even think of a riddle-
glad to see you writing rather than worrying.
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