Perhaps, you weren’t told-
how cold this God forsaken world could get
to seasoned sinners,
widows wailing, and
half-empty hearted peels of hopelessness, yutes
walking by- peels against peels
against the world, against the leaping souls,
the screams, the sex, infidelity and drugs,
-that, lies look better when
the truth is near.
SF

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