Lonesome, stilled creatures
To be so desolate daunted
Fighting against every thread of tautness
Lost in the train of sorrow
Miles away in the low shallows
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Poetry
Poetry"You played the tune of my heartbeat on your guitar, And I watched as you destroyed it" Sections: 1. The mind 2. The nature 3. Randoms ________________________ Some random poems I wrote , would love if someone would check it out
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Lonesome, stilled creatures
To be so desolate daunted
Fighting against every thread of tautness
Lost in the train of sorrow
Miles away in the low shallows
