I miss it
Dont ask what,
beacause I'll never be able to tell.
Either from fear of realisation,
or because i dont know what i am missing--
"My mind feels like a radio tuned to all stations
So many thoughts inside me that none of them counted"
Even you..
Everything Is Wrong
Yasmina Arbid
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/08/2019
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Poem topics: I miss you, fear, never, mind, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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