Lost Poem by Talin Ainissesthai

Lost

Rating: 4.5


The harsh wind ripped at his face,
Bringing hot tears to his eyes
The suns blazing heat blistered his skin
A silent scream escaped his dry lips
Glass cuts into his feet causing agony with each step
Walking, walking, walking into nothingness
To be forever lost in the desert of pain.

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