A pen and an empty page
Faded with age
A poet they say I am
'Broken' was what I truly am
There was beauty in every word
In another dimension I was lured
Wrote my pain in blank ink
Though juvenescence was stained pink
Shattered glass, broken hearts
Piece by piece I let it all out
Through the cracks I see light
Little by little becoming so bright
A speck of silver among gold dust
Through age I will rust
But my legacy remains
As my words will eternally reign.
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Unvoiced Introspection: Love & Despair
诗歌"The ache I'm feeling Is far from healing..." A concatenation of short poems, letters, and stories based on unexpressed heartaches and concealed pain. Not the greatest collection yet the most authentic.
