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Lost Girl

Posted on 26 May 2016 by adambujons

Worldly lonely
This girl caught sadly
Bleeds and crying
Drawn from lightness

It’s her light
She’ll quit tonight
In this quilt of night
Her last flight

So she goes
Good girl gladly
No one misses
Or asks where she goes

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This entry was posted in Revolver and tagged beat, choice, city, girl, light, loss, night, poem, poetry, story, tears, youth by adambujons. Bookmark the permalink.
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