A few,sweaty walls...
The depth resides
Crumbs of a brittle light,lingering,in
The forgotten glory of an aftermath...
A pair of tender hands,and feet,draws
The distances of her universe,at
The forbidden address, of a sudden growing up...
She wears a filthy poster...
The mercury of a daylight,is a stranger...
The stars of a night sky,long for her.....
The depth resides
Crumbs of a brittle light,lingering,in
The forgotten glory of an aftermath...
A pair of tender hands,and feet,draws
The distances of her universe,at
The forbidden address, of a sudden growing up...
She wears a filthy poster...
The mercury of a daylight,is a stranger...
The stars of a night sky,long for her.....
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