January 22, 2022

Undwelling 2

 

Boulevard of broken dreams

Promenade of promises

Streets of lost souls

Neighbourhoods of numbness


Garage of gagged emotions

Home of hidden tears

Bed of  blues 

Pillows of poignancy 



Sleep of open eyes.





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