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A Tune Singing Every Day

I lay in cobwebbed doorways
Sleeping in my silent place
Reflecting you in stagnant pools
Peering upon darkening clouds
Amid stormy seasons
Conceived by stalemates
Trying to accomplish frienship
Exist within serpant infested floors
As spiders tell riddles of poets
Long dead before us
There still am I
Awaiting the rains
To dress my lifelessness
In something suitable
For the living...
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Written by anonymouslyhere (Pariah Shadow)
Published | Edited 27th Nov 2016
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