The antiquity of consequence
Forlorn remnants, not heaven sent
Into the jaws of life laid by seed
To punish those who do not yet see
When it returns you lose your mind
The 1-track essence of the undying
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Moon Man
PoetryA small collection of my poems. Most have been written on a whim. Letting my subconscious do the work for me.
Birth
The antiquity of consequence
Forlorn remnants, not heaven sent
Into the jaws of life laid by seed
To punish those who do not yet see
When it returns you lose your mind
The 1-track essence of the undying