My second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings.
For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do.
The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interr...
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I can't help thinking those stars will finally combust, this must be the day mine heart bursts to dust, holding back times tears turned tungsten bone to rust, Will soul be more than hard earned trust... hoping for mere brighter light before snuffed? Yet - remain wading water rough, under obsidian thrust -
