Ripped away
One's memories
Threw it into
The fire
The papers fell
To their ultimate demise
At a fault
Of my own
"What about flowers?"
The beauty in this
Era
Destroyed by engulfing
Flames of destiny
Within this message
All are warned
The beauty we know
Light in the gray sun
Ought to perish
Aligned perfectly with
A shattered star path
The roots deepen
As we dig ourselves down
Into graves of
Emptiness
An inevitable sorrow
For the moment
We have left
To perish
We will
For we all one day
Are to be united
Amongst the other
In the aligned era.
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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
