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Revolving door NaPoWriMo poem 24

Apr 28, 2021MattLeave a comment

Haunted minds
and a revolving door
inside and out
to smoke

And in this smog
we birthed
A song
That couldn’t be heard
and this is our pain
all lines blurred
no one to listen to us go
no one to see our scream
as we fall
Into another nightmares dream

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