The silence coated the air
spreading its thin fingers
choking out all noises
And the darkness bathed us
Holding us in its grasp
Trapping us in its deep confines
But yet we all managed to see
the spots of light
That appeared in the possiblities of tomorow
And we heard its whispers
despite it all
We heard the hope
waiting for us in the light
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Poetry
PoetryA whole lot of poems that I've written in the past couple of years. They're really just my way of expressing any emotions or feelings I get not all of them are true though so... yeah sometimes I just write to try to relate to different things. I hop...
