Kory Sapp Poems

Pages Torn On The Midday Air
Money Seems Useless Tonight
A Stage In The Upper Clouds
Someone Is Singing To Themselves
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She Wraps Her Arms Around My Thoughts
Our Love Pieced Together As One Soul
I Miss Her Every Moment Waking
To The Sound Of Silent Rooms
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Rose Pedals Fall Onto Rain Felt Streets
Few Things Catch Eyes Midnights
Possibilities Rule Out Any Moment Quickly
Taking Few Steps To Reach Some Destination
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