the days remain the same
a killer on the run
killing lovers for
fun
familiar sister
troubled brother
always
falling apart
coming undone
she should be an
exit
but it’s just
so damn easy
to lose touch
when flesh and sex
pulse
on every street corner
in this
darkened
city
This poem was beautifully written. I am a poet myself trying to just be heard! Excellent, moving piece
Thank you, I’m very flattered that you liked it so much! It’s actually based on a novel I’m writing. I love how poetry can be so powerful with only a smattering of words
Author S. K. Nicholas 
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