Mysteries of the Abandoned
...Breathe deeply my legacy,
My mysterious abandonments
My asylums of the dead.
So many forgotten dwellings
Now boarded up and cold.
I once wore them and shed them
Like snakeskins.
All these ment...
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Categories:
snakeskins, age, character, growing up,
Form: Free verse
Dissolution
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"Dissolution"
I go to sleep a lot now,
to escape reality.
It is as if I am no longer here,
but there in the other worlds.
Some dreams are so real.
Once was a li...
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Categories:
snakeskins, dream,
Form: Free verse