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Acumenium
near of winter blooms
harshness numbs it all
desolate winds gather
upon my doorstep
I can not stand alone
nor can I lie
still
darkness creeps;
the sun she's lost her way
die if not by choice
frozen, bring forth thy call
....
tomorrow do not be long
for I miss thee
burden bare thou soul
....
no more no less
I cannot be whole
harshness numbs it all
desolate winds gather
upon my doorstep
I can not stand alone
nor can I lie
still
darkness creeps;
the sun she's lost her way
die if not by choice
frozen, bring forth thy call
....
tomorrow do not be long
for I miss thee
burden bare thou soul
....
no more no less
I cannot be whole
Published 6th Nov 2018
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6th Nov 2018 1:42am
I understand the feeling of being alone and not whole I feel it all the time. I hope you can find the bright side of things!
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6th Nov 2018 1:35pm
A very solemn piece here. Keep an eye out for the sparks. There's always one or two hidden in the dark, my friend
6th Nov 2018 1:38pm
6th Nov 2018 8:19pm
A sad and powerful write, one I can definitely relate too. Love these lines, JusTim.
6th Nov 2018 8:21pm
