The Air Here Poem by Moth Harris

The Air Here



The air here is so clear
but my mind can't see through
Your words are all I hear
A broken promise I held true

The air here is so thin
but you would have no clue
This battle I can't win
It was the heart I never knew

The air here in the midst
Where the silent wind blew
I could never see this
I could never see you

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