I stared into the crumpled face of a woman who had seen nothing, her eyes lost in the folds and waves of her once youthful complexion, her virtues trapped and confined by time and weather, her mind full of past adventures, past laughs, past wars, past loves,
each deep valley on her face contained knowledge of the world, protected by the pale and fragile hills on each side, dried out rivers mapped bygone memories, but the land had peace, no knowledge fought for its territories, no principles that were stored begged for escape, all was calm, colours shared the habitat equally, a "little darker here, some red shade there", vague agreements had lead to the creation of an old treasure map, that protected the riches it lead to, a ruin of a temple, standing on the last supports that had been put in place, an attempt to lengthen life, but death had arrived, the final breath flowed through, as she joined her lost friends in the stars.
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Poems
PoesíaPoems that I've written when I was bored or had nothing else to do and maybe some other stuff too [CW/TW - if you think any should be added please message or comment and i will add them]
