No Name #1 Poem by Bohemian Woman

No Name #1



Champagne glasses - drops of sorrow,
Empty plates now fill with shame,
Simple touch recalls tomorrow,
Ordered love, so full of hate.

Thursday, June 17, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: love,friendship,family,perception,lies,deceit,deception,hypocrisy
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