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by Maple Tree Sep 25, 2017
I've scraped mountains
to bare witness of my
present visions, bony fingers
Eyes have aged like petrafied wood
floating upon flood ridden rivers,
yet I see sunsets embedding ray's
of warmth, spun silk into my soul.
My body dangles from stars
as the moon whispers sonnets
to my memories, so demons
won't seep within my veins.
Accustomed to nightfall and shadows-
because I've given my soul to darkness
and sunrises will grant me reason to live;
one more day.
by Kitty Cat Lady
This is so beautiful to read. Love it! x
I agree with every word Craig said.
Among the favorites.
by CJ Maleney
One more day? The beauty of your writing makes you forever immortal.
Oh Andrea, this is just beautiful. So sad too, I feel your longing and need for comfort during these dark days you are going through. Stay strong, hugs-