My destiny is open.
My mind is free from the beautiful perplexing prison of indecision. The sun is out of sight yet another source of light shines on just as bright.
My decay seems further away.
These thoughts have kept my mind at bay.
These flexible paths now revealed,
though just as pretty as the prison where I was once sealed.
My pain for her may not subside.
But through this beautiful open moonlight I will ardently ride.
From one target then focus on the next
I will continue to try,
I will do my best.
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Nociception & Nonsensical Metaphors
PoetryPretty writings! Mostly poetry about being in love (but theres other stuff too ^_^) Hope you like!! (2015)
