Within myself I am not alone,
Forever my landscape, splattered with crimson suns and pale moons.
Rain overhead and darkness in the distance.
This is my happy place
The Buck and doe watch me by the fire light as I wake myself within a lighter and wild bursts of color beam from between my fingers
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Things never said
PoetryPoetry written by a lost soul at different points in my life. I hope to get feedback and I hope that you'll enjoy 😊 as reading please keep in mind that I am a novice poet with a soul full of words that can only glimpse into what I may be feeling bu...
