My soul in search of peaceful splendor.
As I look into the abyss I find a calm come over me I did not know existed.
My memories are borrowed from a life that belongs to an extrovert to whom there is a guarantee of popular opinion.
If a secret is kept it is denied immortality.
Somebody feels the same way you do which means you can never truly be original.
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Author:
Michaelpoet (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It sounded good to me
- Category: Sad
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Good write M.
Thank you
sounded good to me too
'If a secret is kept it is denied immortality.'
what insight, indeed
waiting is a complex skill, to invest in
and loyalty, a virtue
only if the results of our choices, affirm
our sacrifices
(an intriguing and enlightening read
thanks for sharing)
Thank you
........ it is good yet sadly so and true ..
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