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The night descends,
With star enlit sky,
And under the luminous blanket of light,
Glows the crispy white flowers,
As they litter the sky in a crafty way,
Just like them,
Under the dark wings of my nightmarish dreams,
The broken memories lay scattered,
Like tiny glass shards,
Embedded deep in the empty void,
Of my once beating heart.
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YOU ARE READING
Serenade✔
Poetry"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. " ~Oscar Wilde __________________________________ ✔You stay under the carpet of my room, Dusting the corners of my soul✔ __________________________________...
