Poetry

Words are swirling around my head, its been years since I've had the inspiration. That's not a good word to describe this-its not inspiration, its a need that I can not deny. Just by typing out the first one my head is already clearing just a bit. I'm also going to start posting some of my older poetry; if you like them, spread the word for me. I'd love to get published and am looking into it, for now publishing on here will suffice.

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Bleak and grey,
Black stone
Gone.

Forever lost souls
Reaching searching
Gone.

Light or life
Choice none
Gone.