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Jaded Silence
covered by a gray sky sitting side by side words left unspoken thoughts left unsaid love is unconsummated…
Born to Run (A personification?)
I was born to run Wind in my hair Without wings I could leap over the moon My…
Descend into Darkness
Into the deep darkness we hide Gripping the wings of fear we ride The light is unafraid to…
A Small Light
There is a small light, always shining in the dark. If only we would stop and look, so…