Through the Fog
Love in the shape of poems. Pain in the shape of words.
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❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
I wrote this poem around seven years ago as part of a creative writing portfolio - a tragic ballad recounting the love between a captain's daughter a kitchen boy.
A dark free-verse poem that tells the story of nine girls who go their own way in the world instead of listening to the warnings of others.