The WandererA Poem by DestinyI hurt myself today The sun slowly fades away And the flowers are all dead As the moon is painted red
And this can't be my body And this can't be my home I'm surrounded with people Somehow I'm still alone
Help me find my breath When my mind is a mess And I sink through the ground
And this can't be my body And this can't be my home I'm surrounded with people Somehow I'm still alone
Are these my hands?
I hurt myself today The sun slowly fades away And the flowers are all dead As the moon is painted red © 2013 Destiny |
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1 Review Added on March 12, 2013 Last Updated on September 3, 2013 AuthorDestinyWorthington, OHAboutI like painting in watercolor, sketching things and writing music. I also like daisy chains, and cats. more..Writing
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