Why

Why

A Poem by Chris

A breath buring in my chest. Thoughts of what never was. Trembling on my fingertips. Chilling like the wind through my soul. Dark as the pits that is my eyes.
Just one thing remains.
Why.

© 2017 Chris


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Chris
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