Tell Me,

April 2018


Tell Me,


Have you ever felt true poena ?


A tiredness, beyond ......belief.

For only them, that’s been.

Truly knows.....


I’m hoping one day.

With all that’s between me, and 

the coming, of the dawn.

I’ll lose this melancholy !


I’m hiding behind.....

a single blade, of bison grass.

Now, that you, have ......gone.

For you were so beautiful 

It hurt my eyes, to watch you....and.

After all


Who wants to die ...alone?


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