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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The night creases into majestic cool beams of silver By the moon’s own reflective powers of perception She brings upon them a coat without a lining And the evening brings with it a cold breeze along The benches are frozen solid to the ground No one trying to escape their grey silence inside Beyond it the sky of darkness enfolding Bringing with it the night’s relinquished peace Storms caress the sky with lightning, bringing a show Opening the heavens with a glow that holds no bounds To the Earthly brevity that exists on the bottom layer Where I try to make an existence, and love to love Will she bring me a light, so that I may see the grey The silver of the Earthly mass beneath me So much iron towards that heavens beat me down But nothing like the seat of tranquility that never soothes The sea holds no secrets, it travels to the farthest reaches And tells your stories like it was loose upon your lips And to quell your senses of any painful memories She must first relinquish her hearts first desire The grey mist of yesterday, the fists of the sky, brought Down to the pockets of doom, where no light creeps in But the lanterns of her soul, which is kept deeper than Any foreseen quell to the darkness of the mind, the bleak Empty feel of dismay, grey, and seeping in the ocean Where dead is the frost of yesterday, born into today Where tomorrow festers like a hair upon a frozen hand Leaving nothing but a dark mass, a scalloped heart broken Russell Sivey
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