i take a walk
to clear my thoughts
i wander through the forest
but nothing holds awe for me anymore
my muse is gone,flown away,
like a good spirit at dusk
when the moon rises
to brush away the troubles of the day
and,somehow,somewhere,i am at peace.
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sorry I haven't updated recently. a lot of stuff's been going on, it's nearly Christmas, and, as explained in the poem, I cannot find inspiration for my writings. irregular updates over Christmas, but I will try to update whenever I can.
-MissUnicornGirl
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Pulvis et Umbra
Poesiewe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
