Lost in your memoriesA Poem by IrishEYESLost in your memories
I am in your memories as if i am gripped by insanity ,air smells like you and the humidity speaks your name.
The breathe of thousand starts, was no awakening tonic . And finally death couldn't convince me i am wrong. © 2019 IrishEYES |
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Added on March 24, 2019 Last Updated on July 16, 2019 Author
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