ReleasedA Poem by PerditionSilence in every sound my tired hands tremble there is only this dim last hour here with me this last passage read in rage this world, this world, This world is a leopard's eye and the coil of it feeds I am its agony burned in two And you You are the sound and silence the last in me released © 2021 PerditionReviews
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11 Reviews Added on March 6, 2021 Last Updated on March 6, 2021 AuthorPerditionVAAboutTwo quids from the soul of a clown: Keep writing, otherwise I refer to Mr. Cobain below~ more..Writing
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