destiny is cruel and uncaring
making itself known by
streetlight halo wee hours
leaving restless and waiting
those wraiths that haunt
still the night, unforgiven
unforgiven
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destiny is cruel and uncaring
making itself known by
streetlight halo wee hours
leaving restless and waiting
those wraiths that haunt
still the night, unforgiven
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2 responses to “unforgiven”
I feel this, as I read it in the small hours.
Those small hours can be that way.