Poetry
Bored Poems for Dead Souls.
Thursday, January 7, 2021
The Eye
A floating orb
All seeing
Unblinking
Filled with rage
A question
Bleeding through
A vision
Turn the page
Radiating
A dying sun
Darkness enveloping
Step up to the stage
Focus
On the focus
Tunnel vision
Engage
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2021, no more hindsight.
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