Dark verse
The mourning of a withered soul.
Flowers fade in the darkness of an uncategorized night.
The screams of isolation so terrible.
I hover in the storm like a scattered kite.
poem by Priyanka Bhowmick![Report problem](http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif)
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