willowing hearts set in stone
silenced as there story will never be told
it all starts long ago
where it all vanished and seemed to slow
missiling thru ashy like snow
we sat together speechless and cold
as your whispers hallowed are bones
we sat forever
talking to eachother you will never know
so as dusks sets
neather do are hearts thou we may see
eachother thousands of miles apart
one lays awake hopeing for the others life
will turn out great
so as dusk sets and dawn rises
are willowing hearts start to blow
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poems thru my eyes
Poetrywhat is it that I see that no one else sees the same? what is it I feel that no one else feels the same way? these poems I don't understand ive made them and I only understand them by what I know but the real question is. what do you see when...
