Big Rooms
A new day. When i buried you.
i found love within me by
the warmest touch Of my heart
i have grown. By the things
over, 'there' there now
AND Largest walls hide
hammered nails so lost.
A new shape from the deepest
well || well now ||
we are on our own.
And Poets never grow up
WE GROW BIG ROOMS.
:: 07-10-2018 ::
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