OctavariumA Poem by nigrum homonculuslife comes full circleI walk a path of gold Stretching beyond the horizon. Not aware of a pitfall. I fade into the black with velocity. Days it seems…years even. Just descending into the noir. But there seems to be light At the end of this vertical tunnel. Furiously I approach it. Gaining speed with ambition. I’ve exited the octavarium…. Landing firmly on my feet. I walk a path of gold Stretching beyond the horizon. Not aware of a pitfall. I fade into the black with velocity. © 2012 nigrum homonculus |
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12 Reviews Added on June 26, 2012 Last Updated on June 26, 2012 Authornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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