"Soil"
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I took her heart from beneath the thorns
Wandered far in search for her child
Lost my way into a ghost town
Held a beating heart close to my dead one
Attempting to decipher a code in seconds
Blink after another
The monster comes closer
Black eyes wide smile and soulless
Chased inside an endless maze
A killer on the loose running crazed
Monster monster
One after another
And once I found myself within the ground
I watched it all without a sound
All I heard was breathing
In my hand was a heart beating
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Not A Goodbye
PoetryStuck between a goodbye and a promise to stay, and it became too overwhelming to make any sense so I wrote. I wrote again and again, multiple times within a day or another, until it became this. I'm not done writing, but at least the feelings have c...
