Book of Sorrows iiA Poem by C Peril
This is not elegant beauty,
verbose rumination, it's concise consolation I try only to write my relevance To exhale a grief I struggle to exercise Take my baton of misery and you make it better
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Added on June 17, 2021 Last Updated on June 17, 2021 Author
C PerilGY, Humberside, United KingdomAboutCreeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..Writing
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