Oh, to be the death of MyselfA Poem by Senu Jayasinghe
Every little turn
Taking you away Every little step Taking you far Every little jump Down a bottomless pit Every little breath Never reaching your lungs Every little beat Of your Heart Slowing Down, Down, Down… Into frozen Cold Glass… © 2025 Senu Jayasinghe |
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