Post bedtimeA Poem by gunagya sokalheadspace.
Drunk; the world swirling around me.
Incessant suffering. (Flickering lights) Phones ringing, unanswered texts. A million pieces of the heart I'm breaking. ~ © 2023 gunagya sokal |
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Added on April 6, 2023 Last Updated on May 25, 2023 Authorgunagya sokalIndiaAbout20 year old male writer. experimentation and critique regarded; i'm here to put myself out for a bit. i particularly write in avant-garde and surrealist literature. content disclaimer: strong lang.. more.. |

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