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My demise
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Older Serene horizons venture over my relics,
Such as the passing of time in my absence,
Here lies the untouched silouette of my demise,
A diminishing attestation of a man and his lies,
A Soundless slayer primed in my own abode,
Like the dark rider himself, he consumed my soul.
Wow Breathtaking.. I get different sensations from this poem. I feel a sense of despair, loneliness, a cry from help, and a yearn for freedom.
What amazes me about your writing is you can say so much in 6-10 lines or less. You truly are a gifted writer
Latoya