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DRAB NIGHTS
Grim and dingy my heart grows
His words were flaccid as petals.
He decorated my soul with garlands of flowers
Where is he?
Prey to carrion flies.
My heart is cavernous,
I carry ineffable dolour in my torso....
His words were flaccid as petals.
He decorated my soul with garlands of flowers
Where is he?
Prey to carrion flies.
My heart is cavernous,
I carry ineffable dolour in my torso....
