The lights are off, and I am in dark, but from my small hole, you help me depart. Your distance increases receding so slow, almost as if you would like to let go. Your silence like thorns, it pierces my heart, though from your sweet lips, you let no...

The lights are off, and I am in dark, but from my small hole, you help me depart. Your distance in...

Something I wrote a while ago. Experimenting with sharing my poetry. Hopefully whoever reads this enjoys 
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