Numb With Loss
Sitting under the old willow tree,
shedding a few memory tears,
wondering when time will heal,
my poor heartbrokenness,
you're gone forever.
Now I'll see you
no more. Numb;
death, you've
won.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2023
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