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whoweare

Here I lay alone, not a soul nearby;
All is peace, but not inside.
For if it is solitude I seek,
The mind is found hard to keep.
But if insanity is kept at bay;
And you manage, sane to stay
Then perhaps, you can find
That your soul will meet mine

 

  • Author: whoweare (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 18th, 2017 22:45
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Fay Slimm.

    What an enchanting love poem with a tender last line. Welcome to MPS and look forward to reading more of your work.

  • UnapologeticallyImperfect

    It was meant to be



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