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Watching another sunrise
Dark songs echoing in hollow souls
Empty repetitions suits in roles
(ghost like fingers dabbling in arcane magic
Fire turning through the pages of all this life
As though nothing could be sacred
No one left to save)
Simple tasks seemed amplified
Wearing masks so simplified
No one seeing, as she tries
Light was bleeding through her eyes
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2022-12-02 at 21:45
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Through Her
Light was bleeding through her eyesWatching another sunrise
Dark songs echoing in hollow souls
Empty repetitions suits in roles
(ghost like fingers dabbling in arcane magic
Fire turning through the pages of all this life
As though nothing could be sacred
No one left to save)
Simple tasks seemed amplified
Wearing masks so simplified
No one seeing, as she tries
Light was bleeding through her eyes
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 250 times
Editors' choiceWritten on 2022-12-02 at 21:45
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