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My poems are pieces of my:
Soul
Wandering obsidian nights,
Heart
Under foreign skies.
Memories
Dripping blots,
World
Of tangled knots.
Lifetimes
Around,
Yearning, waiting-
To be
Lost
or
Found.


By dark_angel28

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