Nothing as your heart makes me ill.
Sometimes i wish we're trenched from one another & numb to feel.
Though it'd be so inglorious of me,
Trying to sabotage my eloquent skill.
For with this beset pain you inflict
Comes tremendous poems from within.
The rise of a phoenix from your self centered love,
Transcending to the new light in me.
Your eyes descending from it in need.
How confusing that you squint to what you created.
Now groan.
Shane. M
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Shane & The Moon Diary [Completed]
Poesía'When Daniel said, "it's not me but God who interprets these dreams" I felt that", & so in the same manner I chose to glorify God with the little I know about poetry.
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