Tomorrow's Grace
Slope falling and word calling
Breaks sunset on the horizon met
Even now this painted song
Over bleeding passions taken wrong
The dark side of the dream
Edges and drifts inside of me
Where hidden things are drawn deep
You still stand and here I sleep
Watch beyond tomorrow's grace
Me reaching into this uncertain place
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Cornucopia
PoetryWelcome to the Poets Pub!! This collection is for poems our members have written and would like to share with everyone. For all the details read on...
