Grace Poem by Fatmir Terziu

Grace



Concerned memories play poker,
with the grace hanging on the wall.
Birthdays and drunken threats,
shake the last surface
with lonely loneliness.
Yes, come on, I miss you
grasp the seed of wrath
with new kisses.

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Fatmir Terziu

Fatmir Terziu

Elbasan, Albania
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