Poem By lohian lohi

Every now and then
a lot of hiccups
for being loved
but they were clothes
over-washed off in self love,

a lot of love growing
with thick grey hair
stretching across
unleashed young growth
of my ageing flesh

there were a lot of rainbows
every now and then
but, they all hurried away
leaving my flesh to decay

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