Touch of the demon
reject her embrace
all our tears can't compare
t
o the ones she has shed
And one day we'll leave her
For a greener place
many years away
Lonely though not alone
if we would stay, there would be a collapse of our homes
Are we worth remembering
after the past of misgiving
no apologies can solve what has been done
All we can do is gaze towards her from our vessels in the silent winds
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Another attempt, Poetry And Short Stories.
PoesíaPoems like short stories about feelings one might feel in every day life. Some angst, and hope. All written by myself, inspired by music and the things I feel.
