Angel, lost in the void,
Once guided me, now gone.
In dreams, a figure appears,
Shrouded in darkness, calling me.
‘Recognize your worth,’ it says,
‘Before it’s too late.’
But resilience worn thin,
Fighting battles already lost.
Come, I’ll rescue you,
Mend your wounds, soothe your pain.
Into the unknown, I’ll follow,
Seeking liberation from the darkness.
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poetic musings
Poetry"In 'POETIC MUSINGS,' I invite you to embark on a journey through the labyrinth of human experience. These poems explore the intersections of love, loss, and self-discovery, weaving a tapestry of emotions and thoughts. Inspired by the fleeting momen...
