VacancyA Poem by sinNsincerityEveryday that follows Gives birth to less hope. Every morning I try on A new soul Because the one I dressed myself Yesterday, Or the moon before Has grown old And oh so tired With my groans As well as moans… There are no need for clothes Because my heart is Bare, Naked, OPEN! But every night the sign reads as closed And there’s really no Reason why my heart is this vacant... © 2015 sinNsincerityFeatured ReviewReviews
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