Sees It All Poem by john wake

Sees It All



She could never be
The cushion I wish to lay on
Depressed, dropped to low to be
She seems to be the reaction
Only person responding to my actions


But just a lust
Something that must bust
Once the fog
that clogs,
Clears then I see you, a muse
A fuse
To my small falls
Because she sees it all.

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john wake

john wake

mombasa, kenya
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