Posted on June 5, 2018
“Not to be macabre, but…” I’m tired and unfinished, and I noticed, that when I thought of calling you, to kill time, I couldn’t. Because, you are dead. Then I thought of someone else, the same someone I always think…
Category: Poems, poetryTags: Death, life, macabre, observations, phones, Truth
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