AwakeningA Poem by Betta Opening my eyes.
The stars twinkle lastly,
Lost in the first beams of sunlight. Beauty beholden as fasting, Costly to the one hastening to it. Eyes close to the masting of the ship It booms its rigging for the long sail Eyes moonward to the stars around it All aboard and all be damned if we fail!
© 2024 BettaAuthor's Note
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Bettan/a, NCAboutThat's right. Betta Yetta. Nemesis to David Draiman. "You will remember this moment as you dig into me / And from your smile now it seems as if you liked it" more..Writing
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