thumb-struck | barely green

as a seed planted
too late of a season
your face is a poem
that will never
come to fruition
and still we lift a
spade and dig


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Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-12-08 at 13:44

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, very nice.
2015-12-14



So pretty!
2015-12-08