Oh red harvest moon
you appeared much too soon
Signifying summer went.
Days gone,
Stolen and spent.
But I don't have a penny, not one fucking cent. Weak and crumbling,
Falling to my knees in prayer.
Trying to repent.
Cause it's been a struggle
Its certainly been real...
Trying to convince this broken heart to heal.
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Thursday, February 19, 2015
Midnight confessions
Labels:
2014,
autumn,
broken heart,
challenge,
poetry
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