Here left no words, my poetry is silence
There is no heart to cry my poems of
I'd give it all to burn as bright as I did
Till love of mine to come undone
I'd give it all to have a verse of wisdom
For once again to find a perfect line
But all I have is ghosts and their dreams
For I've myself become the ghost to 'xpire
15, Jan
2019
silence
© Copyright: Максимов Александр Андреевич, 2019
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