Fatal Glances Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Fatal Glances



Every time you make a new friend,
I make a new enemy

Every time you swear that you won't,
my world falls apart

Every time you say it's the last,
my grief is reborn

Every time I look in your eyes
—the future is lost

(Dreamsleep: July,2021)

Friday, July 2, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: grief,july,time
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