Alone No Matter What
"Time of trying to sleep,
Of to creep, across my mind,
To feel the peace of a minority of hope,
Lost by the lost-ness of hope,
Finely dripping to tired to think,
In one and last time to dream of the evil reality,
Finely to sleep in the only way to live in peace within I..."
-Ds-
Copyright © Daniel Stafford | Year Posted 2021
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