S – D

Dear stranger

I have pieces of you I don’t know what to do with.

Memoirs of yesterday’s memories,

An ode to the tomorrows never seen.

Stranger danger

Stranger

Danger

Sound the alarm,

It has all been set ablaze.

Blare the horns,

This ship is set to sail.

 

©   O.M

 

 

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