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darkness

Too late

Jan 30, 2018Jan 30, 2018MattLeave a comment

Brimming underneath the sounds of ordinary
A loud humming silence is brewing up a storm
a thirst the world could never quench
disturbing dusted ground
Shimmering lights and the creaking of lips
Forced into smiles
But it’s too late to be okay.

Poetrydarkness, depression, fake, fake smies, light, not okay, Poetry, storms, tuesday poetry
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