Silent PlanetA Poem by Sir_LansonlotKeep your mouth shut, sonnyOrifices agape and prone to resonate. Stone and gravel grinding to recreate, All the sounds and noises you propagate. Could it be that you are an impostor?
The clusters of confusion so many investigate. Would it be you that it can lust for?
It was silent and had no voice. One day, it will have no choice.
All the things you think you hear have nothing to do - With the natural state of what is true. So close your mouths before its debut.
Someone will surely steal your few - Unrelenting ideals that fascinate." Why do you bellow your fakes? © 2015 Sir_LansonlotAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSir_LansonlotAboutI am a young American author who is looking to receive harsh criticism in order to hone my craft. I enjoy the most brutal of opinions more than sugar-coated nonsense. I know I am an amateur so this is.. more..Writing
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