Gloomy gleamA Poem by moog-drika
Desolation smears my soul with a melodic torture,
stitches my face with tears while slitting my emotions. You know how suffocation tastes? I see gloom devouring gleam in one second and trying to vomit it out the very next second.
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18 Reviews Added on September 6, 2019 Last Updated on November 29, 2020 Authormoog-drikaAboutHey this is Mugdha, a thought poker, a life giver of words. I'm mostly into dark poetry and have a great appetite for reviving inanimate souls. I think they love me for this gesture but that's my pa.. more..Writing
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