The lachrymal falling,
'Cause of the insane weaving
Of the labyrinth of my complex grey matter,
Which shouts I am sad,
Which says I need help,
But when I ask it,
"Why do you?"
It says,
"I don't know."
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...
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