Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Rooftops. Comments

Rating: 3.8

all i want do is scream from roof tops of empty cities
abandoned and cold.
the kind of cold you feel after you've reached the deepest depths of the deepest ocean.
but in the depths you can't breathe, the roof tops there is air
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juliana anonymous
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Sylvia Frances Chan 13 January 2021

A spontaneous poem about the roamings of our thoughts. Exellently worded and true impressive! Thanks so much for sharing.

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Kostas Lagos 12 January 2021

Fantastic poem! Thank you for posting!

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