Endless autumn nights

by Faceless Mirror   Jan 21, 2007

So black,
like the heart..
that's broken..

Nothing is here,
I can see it clear
the end that I can't mend..
So begins my destiny,
a journey through me,
places and faces no-one can see.
The apple of my eye,
corridors where I lie;
crying, breathless, waiting to die.

© Kenneth Gjøse (Faceless Mirror)


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  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    So short but so powerful.
    the structure of the poem was very well thought about.
    i liked this one alot
    well done

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