Shut AwayA Poem by .abigail. i wrote this last year, so it's not that good, and it was after my grandfather died.
Sorrow. Shut away in a chamber of The soul. Locked up so as to not Disturb the owner. Silken thoughts gently Caresseing, never truly touching The cell in which the grief Resides, sleeping, never Waking up till its Creator recollects its Purpose, and how to Cause it’s ultimate Demise. © 2008 .abigail. |
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.abigail.AustraliaAboutHey. My real name isn't Abigail, but I prefer it, and I don't want my friends to read any of the stuff I've written, so I'm not putting my real name. I was born in 1994, I live in Australia. M.. more..Writing
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