A song to sing for joy,
A joy, truely complete heart,
A heart of knowing.
A knowing of kin,
A kin like me,
You were changed,
You prevailed where others failed,
You tryed where others stopped,
You, my love,
have made a gloomy day bright.
Your smile the brightest smile I have known,
Your rare laugh a music in the wind.
Hold out your hand and we shall go far,
Both shy in voice but not in spirit,
Come, and we shall conquer the world.
*An original of Chesshire Spades*
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The Darkened State
PuisiA bunch of poems and random writings that I found in a bunch of old journals. Some of these are new, however. The title is called The Darkened State for a reason. This is due to most of them being depressing or twisted while I was in The Darkened St...
