Through the Earth
I search
Through the Hearth
I burn
Through it all
I learned
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Random poems
PoetrySometimes, the only way we can truly express ourselves is by penning our emotions. When we need to be heard, but no one seems to listen. The only option is to write in hope that someday, someone truly worthy will listen and understand.
Part 52
Through the Earth
I search
Through the Hearth
I burn
Through it all
I learned