Essence Of The End

There is an
essence underneath
the realm of our break-up.

I can feel
the motion of hundred
injuries from all over.

My mind is
in the turmoil of
disbelief.

The sun has
set and we are crashing
ourselves in the dark.

 

2017

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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