Blank Verse Poem by Sarah Whelan

Blank Verse

Rating: 1.5


You are my muse of many months

Mutterings born from misery

You were in my heart when it bled for others

So an essence of you laces every verse



And now. No longer miserable.

So happy I'm lost for words.

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