softened footsteps linger still
from wanderers long ago
star white lilies line the way
shivering in the wind they glow
an eerie silence fills the air
as shadows come and go
moon light path, a sacred place
peaceful, dark and cold
Pitcher
Many say they’re tired But does your skin fall from your bones? Do your eyes sink in the sockets And your mouth go dry as stone? Some peo...
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i am broken my heart of glass has been cast upon the ground it has been trampled until it is nothing but dust i was told by my King that th... -
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