Certain Madness
Dusk, willows grey,I watch the sight
Enduring moments when time's not there.
To reckon with agony's rite,
And tearducts bearing what tonight
Can line the shadows that ensnare.
Copyright © Zelene Desha | Year Posted 2013
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