A ball of threads
my prayers
whisper
frightened.
Foolish I s
are choked
without you ever
knowing
what I ask.
What I ask
written byDimitris P. Kraniotis
© Dimitris P. Kraniotis
A ball of threads
my prayers
whisper
frightened.
Foolish I s
are choked
without you ever
knowing
what I ask.
© Dimitris P. Kraniotis