Where did the light go?A Poem by Resa
Thieves and scoundrels stand about, with potions and powders to sell.
Lining the streets, where the lost and broken dwell. Victims scratch, swing,and fight. Simply to survive, just one more night. © 2021 Resa |
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Added on May 15, 2018 Last Updated on February 1, 2021 Author
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