Still the Wind KnowsA Poem by AstraeaaSilent cries As we spoke with knives It always hunt us A troubled mind with dust Uneven steps we take Along the shore of regrets Taking peril sides To ride thy disheveled tides We spoke with our eyes With silent lullabies It is all hidden Crippled and dead within No one hears The battle cry we fought Still engraved in me a love we have lived A happy endings We've seen in between rifts It's always there Deep down but never gone As time will come it'll never shows Perhaps the wind still knows. Astraea~
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