I, once walked the land of Uppsala.
My sword all rusted from the waters glimmer.
Gone by with breached trust, as the wolves cried when the war ended.
I, put out each star, only Sirius to be seen,
glistening brighter than the moon.
Walking along side you without solitary,
A destination that cannot be reached but only within memory.
YOU ARE READING
ᴅᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴏɴᴇ sᴇʟғ。
Poezja'A glance into my imagination' @lividbruisespoetry ❌Do not claim as your own❌
