No use for sorrow
Self-apology so hollow
Forgetful is what I am
Among memory I stand
I cease to bleed
No worries left to feed
My hand so empty
My heart removed fully
Fumes now instead of gas
Weary of been and has
About Me
- Reham
- I’m a wanderer with a focus on loving life and living love. This blog encompasses my move through several cities in this broad world and the thoughts that have evolved with each of those geographic locations. I write down my meaningless materialistic wishes and my epiphanies as they come; and I hope that years from now I will be able to read my blog in its entirety and feel humor towards my hardship and a sweet nostalgia towards my past’s laughter.
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