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Anabell.R.16

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since March 2018
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Solace

April 2, 2018

Today I glimpsed 

to the warm sun relfected

over the cold blue water

on the horizon

gone, when night came

 

Of course this is a metaphor 

for the light and dark of skies

the wamth of day and the shivers at night

th moon that strips 

the sunshine away

 

At home in the nights summer bay

I sat in solace where memories flowed 

Like a movie on repeat in my head

neverending

 

Where the stars glowed and died

where the souls in heaven have gone

comfort at night 

remedied the pain 

 

And his song goes on and on

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