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Here's a reflection of what i feel makes me Doveheart.

Submitted: February 12, 2018

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Submitted: February 12, 2018



Stressful days and sleepless nights,
Insomnia made me rach my pen.
A mind clear with all that haze,
Sillhoutted images from now and then.
Looked back at the inperfectly perfectt life.
Wondering how imperfections be so stark.
Solitary scribbler under a lamp.
Remembers cherished solitude of the dark.
How peaceful are the desreted paths!
How melodious the silence's loud shout!
That ecstasy where fears don't haunt.
The thoughtless thoughts it drives out!
Then an alter ego, a mirrored soul; embraces it as an art.
With the ink of the deepest darkness, pens his heart, the Doveheart.

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