The Devil's Diaries
Poetry. Fiction. Art. Photography.
Monday, 4 September 2017
Running Away
I think I can hear it
the pinging in my ears
they were never welcome
we roll around
crash into walls
it hurts
leave me then
your scarlet testimony
what falls in pieces
I am done here
I am done with it all
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