The candlelight flickered like a spasm;
burning; twitching - orange alive.
Tanned skin glowed with blue eyes - hazy
shapes silhouetted his form and tilted
with him. He pressed his horror to the mirror
and cooled his candid reflections cheek.
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Poems of my Mind
PuisiThese are a collection of poems that I have written in my spare time and at University. They're in practically chronological order from 2009 - present day (except the first couple) so the most recent updates WILL be more thought-out and poetic. But...
