it's a wild one
an uncaptured soul
its hooves beat the ground
down below us
and shakes the earth
it passes the world
like a shade of midnight
it makes no promises
and takes no mercy
for it cannot be tamed
but i was an exception
desperate times
call for desperate measures
and so tonight
when the sky dies
and the wind cries
we will escape the apocolypse.
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Inked Coast
Poetrya series of stanzas embodying the simplicity of nature. [cover design by imploding-hearts]
