A hole that was dug together
A hole that was dug forever
A hole that we dig together
A hole that we dig forever
We have it as a sanctuary
One that stemmed fictionary
We had it as a sanctuary
It alway seemed fictionary
We didn't want to leave
We became one with the twigs and leaves
We did not leave
We were one with the twigs and leaves
Within our love we kept
This hole that never wept
Within this hole we kept
Our faith and passion
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Late night poetry
PoetryI want to hear feedback on the poems I write at late hours when my brain finds itself at peace. Enjoy :)
