There was a dark place
A tear out my heart place
That only I could see
It was a sad place
A why come to that place
I found was created by me
When life was obtuse
I would recluse
In a place by a thoughtless dull sea
In times of inspire
My soul would set fire
That would never really rise to free me
I felt alone
Or I feel alone
I'd have rather sat under that tree
Drooping and shadowed
Only by God owned
And talk about the desolate we see
But at that not I stop
So my heart may now drop
And may I temporarily go crazy
But once that tree rises
And brings new surprises
May it fill my cracked glass cup with bittersweet glee.
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A Plethora of Poems.
PoesiaPositive, philosophical, and spiritual poems straight from my mind. I ask that you enjoy and read, even if you are not positive, or philosophical, or spiritual. (Love you beautiful people) <3 <3 <3 (Will be updated constantly) (This book...
