My Soft Curtain
What I don't know; exactly what you expect to find
It matters not; I leave authenticity behind
Low, for all of the beautiful light that falls on me
Lonesome I can not help but weep; intrinsically,
Outside sadness; many rings inside internally
Woeful my grove; but it is spectacular to see
Take me down to the ground; such strength in gravity
Reveal to me; all your deepest, melancholy
Emotionally; thrown at me without a mind
Enter my soft curtain; a solid trunk you'll find
Copyright © Anonomus Scorpio | Year Posted 2023
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