Poetry by: Lucas Turner-Harris
Mindlessly blank.
Nothing to say.
Fulfilling these dreams.
These dreams I pray.
Lost desires,
Hidden dreams.
Truths discovered,
Revealed flings.
Hopeless romantic.
Faded old love.
Universal attraction.
Love was a dud.
Inescapable hopes.
Unattainable vision.
What’s to love?
Abort the mission.

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