Legs do not halt, an unfathomable roar,
willow trees intertwine, lost souls soar,
a foreboding omen, the moon light weeps,
down with time, decomposition sweeps,
and the only life is that of demise,
a sombre taste it will entice,
she will whisper to herself, the only comforting sound,
as the shadows engulf movement around,
slowly, slowly, a wisp fades into air,
a girl, now nothing, drifts to nowhere.
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Reminisce
Puisi~ Words leak through minds, like too much ink does to paper. They spread silently like diseases and blossom like the non-existent amaranthine in spring. ~ (COVER NOT MINE) (All rights reserved) (A collection of rhyming poems. Part 2 out now) (Hig...
