Nicholas Peter - White Canyon

The retching echoes,
In a sorrowful white canyon,
filled with water,
it bellows loudly,
and mournfully.

The water,
soon becomes sullied,
with contents of melancholy,
and broken body pieces,
former joy.

Soon it will be flushed away,
and run into the sea,
The contents of a sad child,
in the white canyon,
false perfection is desired,
above all.

Nicholas Peter

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