Humming sweetly to a golden colored wrath...
Wishing peacefully...
Laughing splendidly...
For I have lost my pass...
Trickling down in a foggy splendor...
Wretched pain to be endured...
Glancing at the moonlit shadow...
Dreaming of shallow graves...
Beneath those empty trenches...
Lies my mind, body, and soul enslaved.
Beautiful!!!
ReplyDeletelyrical beautiful, you know how to give birth to wonderful pieces, stay blessed
ReplyDeleteThank you, thank you very much! Your comments mean so much to me and I am glad my writing is able to speak to you!
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