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Category : Poems

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The days aren't getting better.
It all slips away like melted butter.
The hearts trapped in the clutter.

Do you hear the murmur?
It's feint but it's there,
Waiting for someone to hear.


Comments

  • Mar 20, 2021

  • nice sir 😍

    Mar 20, 2021

  • Nice

    Mar 20, 2021

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