The Age Old Lines

Published today : The Age Old Lines

Her bones have grown brittle on the census of her sadness,
Yet, she fortifies them with the hope that swims through her dreams,
Those that vanish the ongoing nightmares,
Chasing her demons on tiring feet.

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