Threads Deep Within

Former Capitol

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This poem is based off of my one story called "Miss Henry". Please consider checking it out and sharing it if you enjoy! Thank you lots<3

Escape from

Foreign land

Trains collapse crashing

Smoke rises

She is lost

Brothers cry

They shall fade

United never again

Taken away

Distant shore bound

Small talk

Of farther town

North of former

Capitol

Gray-blue eyes

Reflect darkened

Disheveled past

In old day's mirror

Missing identities

Escape from ancient

Glory

Within avoidance

Of the gore plastered

Beforehand

Flowers bloom

Blossoms sing to

Her soul

Hands to her lover

Wine fires

Her from inside

Interior is prison

Vodka strikes her blaze

Her loss

No one's fault

Until former capitol

Provides destiny

Derived of

Train's whistles

In the wind.