Sertraline
A memento for things that never endure.
30/10/2019
Absence
Your frigid soul leaves marks
Like a grave of flowers on my frail skin
Are you lost, my dear grace?
I'll leave the secret door unlock
With the last ray of sunshine
Before the winter came
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