HermosaA Poem by SebastianBarkerAgain, this is just my impromptu poetry. I feel the more I do, the better I'll get. Critique if you want. Appreciate all who read it.
I squeeze tightly when our hands entwine.
but her hand remains loose. I try to remember the times we were happy. Before the introduction of this noose. Now I have nothing, she's gone without notice. Waiting for someone to care, maybe even notice. © 2015 SebastianBarkerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSebastianBarkerCoventry, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutI am an aspiring poet. Maybe aspiring writer as well. Maybe an aspiring unemployed person who wants to be a writer. Maybe I am just. more..Writing
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