Cracks of the Shattered

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Ongoing10m

Last published Mon, Jun 1, 2020

My hand's fallen on a piano keyboard. Every note I play tells a different story, every song I play breaks out the reality I call a life, and every symphony I play sums it all up. My darkness is the music that never exits my ear. All the following poems are written and edited by myself. COPYRIGHT:: I will accept no copying, printing, or renaming o any of these poems. If thy reader wishes to quote, I wish to be given credit.

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