Alex Brawn Windrealm
Ears with No Itch
'Why am I so sad? '
Those words are subtly said.
They leave my lungs in their breath,
Crying while they carry themselves
Through darkness—a desert defining
Hopelessness. Alone now, not a legend.
No husbands for them,
They drown in the ocean
Of loud waters and quiet deaths,
Their condition reflects my life.
I refract this such damaging truth.
For shame, they die in vain. Sad I remain.
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