December 8, 2024.


untouched (haikus)

Is there such a thing
as being pure and untouched
Life's hands are weary

We can claim purpose
Call ourselves a sword or pen
Blood and ink still stain




Poetry by aidan haskel The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-12-08 at 06:32

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