Oh pain I say to thee, beyond the suffrage,
My tolerance not to bear arms is obliged.
Please thank the lord for resemblance.
As fair to give and heal with time.
Amongst the ghosts and shadows.
Remind me not again what it is to be alive.
And give to me what follows.
Of blood, and broken eyes, of wisdom in disguise.
And bless the only pond of shallow depth.
For if I dive, in 6 foot Graves.
Remember me and thy lesson be.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 26th, 2025 08:28
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Comments3
This is truly poetic in its form and symbolism with good meter and organization and well deserves a fave
Thanks again
Superb work.
Thank you
That is a lovely poetic write, enjoyed
Thank you
You are very welcome
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