Deep through the wilderness, I run. Away from my fate that wasn't even mine to choose. Away from the royalty who could bid on me like all I was good for was labor work. That's it.
By a calm river stream, I fall to my knees, and drink. Cold bliss.
Soft footsteps behind me. A gentle hand on my shoulder.
I turn, meeting those soft brown eyes that I've missed so much.
"You're safe now."
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Poetry Book 1
PoetryRandom Poetry! This is just a cute selection of them. 😊 They're not necessarily in any particular order, they're just in the order of randomness! So *warning*: the emotions WILL fluctuate a lot!! And also *warning* possible profanity. STARTED: Marc...
