I can see them calling, beckoning
You can feel the silent reckoning
He watches the shimmer-bright stars
We can hear their silent music
You all hear them, chanting, swirling
They watch the shimmer-bright stars
I call to them, hoping, wondering
You cry for help, alone, alien
He watches the shimmer-bright stars
We sing the yearning, lustful starsong
You all see, we're trapped in the music
They bind us forever twixt earth and shimmer-bright stars.
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Life, 14 - A Dark poetic collection
PoesíaMusings on life in the form of poetry, written by a fourteen year old poet.The echoes of a life of change, of beauty, of sunlit days and the songs of love. But also the suicide, depression, and bullying. The self harm and self haters. Because withou...
