To rise of wisdom
Derived of destiny
Fall at dreams
Flaming within
Deeply flawed
Darkened corridors
Hide away
In the sleepless
Nights
Graveyard divides
Divy up demise
I ought to be
Free
or dead
On the edge
Of age eighteen.
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Threads Deep Within
PoetryMore poetry since the other one reached limit of parts! Book 1 is "Heartfelt Messages, or Something Like That". This is book 2. Thank you! 7/18/21-8/22/22
