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some sort of something
Sometimes the darkness crawls in
Somewhere between dreams and waking
Some nights are insufferably long
Someday, I hope, that won't be the case
Somehow gold turns to dust
colors to gray
fire to ice
day to night
Someplace the other side of me is hiding
Someway I will get her back
Somewhere between dreams and waking
Some nights are insufferably long
Someday, I hope, that won't be the case
Somehow gold turns to dust
colors to gray
fire to ice
day to night
Someplace the other side of me is hiding
Someway I will get her back
Published 14th Oct 2021
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14th Oct 2021 10:26pm
15th Oct 2021 5:39am
Dear D,
This poem made me think of ourselves being lost amidst all the things that diminish our self esteem. I’d like to hope someday we all stop doing that and appreciate ourselves for who we are and can be. Wonderful piece. H🌷
This poem made me think of ourselves being lost amidst all the things that diminish our self esteem. I’d like to hope someday we all stop doing that and appreciate ourselves for who we are and can be. Wonderful piece. H🌷
13th Nov 2021 5:22am
Nice write ✍️ I enjoyed reading you for the first time.
"Somehow gold turns to dust
colors to gray
fire to ice
day to night"
--loved those lines
I'm looking forward to reading more of your work!
"Somehow gold turns to dust
colors to gray
fire to ice
day to night"
--loved those lines
I'm looking forward to reading more of your work!
21st Aug 2022 4:08pm
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