Of the heavenly earth,
from the hellish places.
Thoughts were a constellation,
life was a train of desperation.
A process so dissimilar,
a series of distractions.
She was a train,
off the track.
She was a river,
off her course.
Looking for solace,
running from the void.
It was then when she realized
the void was her,
the solace was in her.
A peace so calming.
The sense of acceptance.
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letters to no one ➳ [poetry]
Poetry❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
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