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Oath

The storms have vaned
living shores, baren, naked...

What was held beneath
resurfaced slowly to coy with
those endless winters behind...

For dirt peels off of
your monumental face
stagnant of emotions
It expresses age that came
to soon and yet too late.

With this gift
sun grieved the moon
when they tore their ways
a promise that once again
they both may hold
each others hand.

Lovers shed what world
gave at birt, the Illusion
that all will eventualy end...

by nocturnus
posted on 08/02/2020

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Tags: storm, illusion, sun
Comments: 3

Comment by prettyspl: Aug 3, 2021 12:46 am
Two words: incredible .. vote!
Comment by prettyspl: Jul 31, 2021 9:14 pm
Two words: incredible .. vote!
Comment by prettyspl: Jul 31, 2021 5:45 pm
Two words: incredible .. vote!

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