I haven't posted anything lately. Will probably bump a few threads soon. This time, I'll be posting a poem -le gasp- and I'm not a huge poet, but critique me as you will.
Thoughts
Pencil scratch, the words beneath
Forged from you by your belief
Empty shells of forgotten lore,
Emotions that are dull and sore
Can't amount for what's forgotten:
these memories that have all gone rotten
Linger in your dreams untied
Walk along your wishing mind
Three words that are broken shells
A dreary song that never tells
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