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Eternal

 
This quiet storm, my blinding light,
has never stopped its rage,
Since I began a maiden flight
Upon the written page.

Forever cleaved a heart & mind,
To sacrifice my tears,
In pieces always hard to find
For all the sleepless years.

And comes a day upon due course,
I’ll turn aside my pen.
Its voice still clear, but I’ll be hoarse,
And rest when I’ve a yen.

I shan’t imagine when it’s time,
I’ll have a little weep.
The final words to set in rhyme,
Then catch up on my sleep.




NaPoGloPoWriMo 2019
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published
Author's Note
Twenty-second Day of Thirty
•unique words: 74
•syllable line count: 8/6/8/6
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