Nostalgia is
A pretty acquaintance
How it runs the lines
Across no senses; rummage
Through today’s fate and slip eyelids
Sewn
By untrust.
About the Creator
Emily Serena
truly, my dharma (life purpose) is to write. although death is an interesting means of a beggining to me rather than an end, I still choose to spend my moments as Emily, in this physical dimension, in a revolution of poetry & silent speech
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