Shards of the portal
Scattered before the Immortal,
Statue that I'm now,
Shattered by a crowMy soul let go
Going to the world below.
Searching he must be
For the ability to seeTo look inside
For love and pride,
Maybe lost inside the portal
Now, shards before the Immortal...But they were nowhere to be found,
For with the crow they were bound
And she flew far away,
Carefree of her prey.In the shards, I see
One that I used to be
Lost and forgotten
He must've gotten...Even by the crow
That he used to know
He is now shattered,
Before the Immortal scattered...
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Poems
PoetryNothing special, just some words coming from a twisted and broken mind, with a, nearly-shattering, soul that needs to breathe. Expressing my sadness or so...