Category : Poems

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Hidden away beneath my stories unharmed of the lonely breeches within the crevices of my soul, in patience behind the dime of prosperity and corpse of rugged streams of each page. In the distance of the valley I search a desperate sigh coming inside each vein within me, I cry elope the scenes of each memory that pass me by; in chains of low estate I see a stream of light in the dreams I declare written within these pages of sweet unite.
I dig the moments of each breath untake my soul away beneath the ashes of my feet. Searching for a better view. In my eyes I take away the shadows that taunt my presence throughout the night, in scare of my life I seek a better sight of brace, I look between the walls of muddy grime that was dried up along with each tear. In matter of my face I seek within the valleys to hide these pages within the flames of my heart. Unsure of devostated vines that spoil the village apart. 
Knowing the road ahead bring us to brighter visions of hope. But still within the crevices I feel a tender low. In the breech of my skin, the time ticks by a stream of fulfillment. In the order of clarity in each corner I lay beside. Behind the walls of truth hides a different tale beneath the shoes. I flow within my veins I weep a neat O’ tune alive. Beneath these pages I fall between the cracks.