Uninspired



Uninspired
In denial
Still no need to hear those words

Undeceiving
Still believing
Surely things can’t be that bad

Unmistaken
Last breath taken
I lay down to lick my wounds...

Oh Silke, this poem is perfect. I love how with few words you speak so much. I get a lot of meaning form this poem. Funny, when I read teh title, I thought it was unThinspired...lol, we are NEVER unThinspired now are we?

Love ya,
Dara

Bitte, warte auf mich.

SKWN

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