Old EssBee – Poem

I was old the moment

The moment I cannot mention

It aged me

I do remember the freedom of ‘before’

He searched in me for something I still cannot see

Did he find it there?

How did it become lost?

When I know exactly where it is?

Just stop , just stop

Controlling emoji

I see.

End

Published by SamanthaHarris

We are the sum of ourselves. Writer. View all posts by SamanthaHarris

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