Muted IntensityA Poem by slfisher89
Morning rises
Greets the patrons Coffee grinds silently Match drags slowly On The Box Smoke swirls smoothly Off The Cigarette Metal chills his back Thoughts bounce in his mind "No going back now" © 2022 slfisher89 |
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1 Review Added on April 14, 2020 Last Updated on April 16, 2022 Authorslfisher89Atlanta, GAAboutAn incredibly flawed creature trying to develop and become better. Wish me luck more..Writing
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