Every Story
I was looking for a passage
in your misty eyes
Bridges was broken in dreams
quiet,impassive
the knives cut the ropes
everyone is unaware
wooden bridges no longer exists
stories end at the end
brytal,rebel
Copyright © Semih Bilgic | Year Posted 2018
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