I grow from the rottenness, you personify me,
Like a moth to fire 🔥; my love flies blindly,
even if the sun is frozen; the flame of my soul shines on sleepless days.
encapsulated thoughts; liberate my emotions,
my soft words BELLOW; " HERE HERE, keep throwing stones! "
my neglected long givings; prosper unnoticed
externalised value; hinders inner-standing
through the gallows of your desultory envy; I sing in harmony.
for I mean not share no hatred, what unviels from within.
I'm strayed from the war path; rising on no end.
I climb
I climb...
Above.....
what you merely think of me
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Author:
Zapatron (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: November 2nd, 2019 08:25
- Category: Nature
- Views: 11
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Comments2
Where ya going with that climbing?! lol.
To the 🌞
You'll burn up! Remember Icarus - though mythology is just that - myths, fables.
Hello RiverJordan.
A very inspirational write. Wonderful!
We should always strive to be the best we can be and never give up!
Keep writing FineB
No other way, thanks for your reading FineB!
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