Poems by Arcadia Maria
Poetry Writings
Thursday, June 27, 2019
exhaustion
these bones are tired
this soul exhausted
a heart weakening
I ran a thousand miles
the car still stalled
it meant nothing
the moon is weeping
stars collect tears
is this my ending?
the sun rises again
I keep on walking
nothing more I can do
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