An endless plight,
Strings of purity force my light
To bring life to these useless strings of fate.
These days and these nights,
These endless frights,
But I mustn't weaken,
Even if it's strength depends
There's a hold on me
In which I cannot break free.
One in which has trapped me
And will forever have my soul
In bearing cages that do nothing to make me whole.
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As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry]
PoetryAs complicated as time itself, like the silent conversations with the moon and sun, lie the complexity of the screaming but silent thoughts of the stars. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." ...
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