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banks of the gulf
I am an emerald
A gem
A ruby
Or a rose
The path not taken
Forgotten, I suppose
I cry and I cower
I bleat and I scream
I wait for the hour
When i wish to be seen
There's relief in a vision
A bonfire
Or a letter
But when push comes to shove
The light of dawn is better
A gem
A ruby
Or a rose
The path not taken
Forgotten, I suppose
I cry and I cower
I bleat and I scream
I wait for the hour
When i wish to be seen
There's relief in a vision
A bonfire
Or a letter
But when push comes to shove
The light of dawn is better
Published 9th Aug 2020
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10th Aug 2020 11:36am
The ending. Its so juicy and brings meaning to the entire poem. Its the oxygen to the poem. I loved it how it flows.
24th Sep 2020 5:24pm
