Just like that,
it was a nightmare for the rest of us-
the sky turned red as your face,
the good news about us turned into a case,
the road turned longer,
as you walked faster,
you lost signals and you play dirty,
your face decreased in pixels and you turned ugly visually,
watching your house burn in imagination,
and you sank in a pool of desperation,
the ability to disguise make your kneel down in a weird situation,
and finally you saw a night without a moon,
as you are leaving soon.
- Author: fikrioshin (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 10th, 2025 00:46
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 17
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