gems inside
as soon as it's spokenas soon as it's heard
words evaporate
words depreciate
so we try to keep them frozen
and chisel them onto poems
with a hope, come melt-time
a fossilised facsimile resides
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2022-09-20 at 11:31
Tags Crypticbard Galateus Arkayye
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