Father

And his lessons

By ViliPublished 7 months ago • 1 min read

Father

Photo by Vadim Bogulov on Unsplash

Hiding in my room

Angry steps, a thousand fists

No soul, yet it smiles

About the Creator

Vili

Bitter patter

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Obsidian Words7 months ago
too real. <3

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