![]() Trimming Loose endsA Poem by Kismet
mind stills, eyes go blank
dried up love, empty bank give up, fires out all we do is scream and shout the sun gone down no star in sight a love so strong turns to fright eyes were shut blindness ruled truth concealed embers cooled a future gone which once was bright a heart of stone so contrite © 2016 Kismet |
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Added on May 12, 2016 Last Updated on May 12, 2016 Author![]() KismetNYAboutJust trying to drop my ego, allow change and transmutation, waiting my transformation and working through it and I'm healing in the process. I love to fire dance, any kind of dance, music, writing, sp.. more..Writing
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