After the monkeysA Poem by Plane JadeJust putting pen to paper
After the monkeys tare me to pieces...
After the wolves devour my flesh... What will there be left of me?... Will there actually be anything left? For my empty heart is drowning in the sorrow from my soul and I am so desperately trying to remember the last time that I felt whole. In the darkness you may forget me, I may mean nothing to you at night... But in the morning when it is all over, I'll be the one casting your secrets into light. Once I gather all my pieces... Once I mend my tormented mind and flesh... I will return from the darkness to shine my very best! © 2018 Plane JadeAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 1, 2017 Last Updated on June 9, 2018 AuthorPlane JadeAustraliaAboutIm just Jade... I really dont know if im meant to be sharing this much of myself with the world. Ive been writing for my own pleasure for 18 years but I have never shared it with anyone before now. I .. more..Writing
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