With a breath of soggy pointing fingers where silence lingers dripping echoes from soggy haunting memories of the bayou with remnants of whispers and uncharted dreams dissolving in soggy fraying edges of sorrow until come tomorrow lost in despair falling on deaf ears with a breath of soggy and scent of decaying unspoken plea
Rated for Teens(13+)
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PoetryBreath of Soggy
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