Needed this out

Maplespal

A strip on a string, a dot on a map,
glass is empty, dried up the tap.
Take the tea and drink the milk in front,
drip the water and shape the end to blunt.
Touch the sky reaching towards hell,
smack a feeling break the spell.
Darken the eyes view closing the lids,
growing further away from being kids.
Wanting for and forgetting our past
only a moment will our lives last.

 

 

  • Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 30th, 2025 16:18
  • Category: Unclassified
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