light veils beauty
strong are comedy sentiments
we're impenetrable glory
intimate prisoners of the rays only vague
freeze!
arrange imperceptible eyes
your poor black spin
beautiful star without desire
I can motivate our afflicted silence
the walls subject ghosts to healing finally.
fall once
fall twice
fall for the being continued new
never eclipse again on the longing
I once was natures want
now I'm my own heart.
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Salad Days
PoetrySad poems from sad and angry times. Written from a juvenile time (14 years old) to older. That's what you get when you leave a teen to ponder reality. A pen hits reality harder than high school survival. Original Art from Vivianne Rheaume
