I light all my candles every night.
I sit, and think whilst music plays in low-light.
I watch the flames cast dark shadows on my wall
And illuminate the fears, one and all.
I cry, sometimes, too, but that the usual;
What's more to expect from someone so typical?
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Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places
PoetryThis is a Poetry Book that I've been working on for almost a year. I write random poems when I'm inspired, so I hope you enjoy! #825 in Poetry November 24, 2016 #351 in Poetry November 26, 2016 (!!!!!!) #350 in Poetry November 29, 2016 #284 in Poetr...