by Franka J Haddley ・ Mar 12, 2020 Cracked like a dry clay how can i stay? Poetry cracked like a dry clay how can i stay? fear me, my darlin' fear me for who i am for no one is coming to save us today and each tender moment cuts a new crack on my frame. Poetry/Poems poetry/poem 5 363 views Mar 12, 2020 Share