A despondent blue period rose in my deep self, with hours squandered, but alas, today, for some reason a wistful feeling stopped me in the uncomfortable.
Blackout Poetry Notes
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
A despondent blue period rose in my deep self, with hours squandered, but alas, today, for some reason a wistful feeling stopped me in the uncomfortable.