Hauntingly through,
the winds of time,
shall change your soul.
Oh come to me,
ever wind,
a never ceasing cry.
Come to me,
a change upon the tempest.
So breathless that I will sing.
Falling upon the broken scale.. breathlessly awaiting.. for your return.
another one by me.. wtf is up with me lately?
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Musings of an ending life.
A place to put my poetry, art, ect. But mostly, it is a place that puts up what I am feeling, and/ or important events in my life.
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Veriah Snow
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