Hand in hand with death in life
My thoughts are faults. My mind; a broken lens.
Solely upon light; clarity depends.
Unfilled desires are sorrows running rife.
‘Tis only death which shares with me this life.
Copyright © Dill Dennison | Year Posted 2020
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