I Can Hear the Numb
Rain sorry it touched my face
Breeze passes me with ease
Sun begins to turn
Moon wishing my doom
Time hasn't got any for me
Love an unfitted glove
Hope just hops away
Happy just a dwarf
Des comes in pairs
Sad just a fingers stretch from the numb
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2021
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