An unconditional sadness
Roams within my veins,
A circulating incubus
Turned my blood to rain.
An unrelenting blandness
Tore me from the sea,
Filled my gills with daily chores
And stole my soul from me.
An unconditional sadness
Roams within my veins,
A circulating incubus
Turned my blood to rain.
An unrelenting blandness
Tore me from the sea,
Filled my gills with daily chores
And stole my soul from me.
Wonderful poetry!
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Wow, fabulous rhythm and the emotion is so heavy, it carries well to the reader. Great work 👍
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✨❤️
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😊🤗
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🤗😘
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Spero che tu stia bene 😊
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Sì Nick, sto bene. Grazie. Spero che anche tu stia bene 😊
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va tutto bene anche qui grazie 😊
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😀 😊 sono contenta
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😊
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Really lovely expression, Nick. I too, love the rhythm of this poem! These words are very thought provoking.
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🙂
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