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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A small piece of writing that came out of solitude

Submitted: August 29, 2017

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Submitted: August 29, 2017



When beacon dips into the dark,
And all hope lies fallen shatter.
A pain pierces feelings so stark,
And the flowers of bouquet scatter.

I feel a void,
Void in my heart,
My heart scavenges craving,
Craving for some start.
Start of a new day,
Day out from a spell of dark,
Dark are the hidden feelings,
Feelings camouflaged so stark.
Stark trails a bleeding nib,
Nib scribbling n craving for love,
Love over the pain to thrive,
Thrive shall thus a dove.

We walk along as the banks of river,
Together forever yet apart.
Incomplete we are sans the other,
Beheld close in the heart.

We see the rifts, but oversee, we won't.
Few distances exist, but they don't!

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