Discarded Notes I find from my previous lives/last year
Everyone I know is dead,
Anyone else I only talk to in my head.
I'm a walking shadow that has no more footprints to leave.
I think I'll wander, change? No, I can't believe.
Think I'll lie by the waters edge for awhile,
Let the waves lap over me, smoothing a dry exterior to exile.
I think it hurts For my heart to beat, so just let me make it to the shore this last time, on my own two feet.
Beautiful poems, it is rhyming till the end...thanks for sharing. you are so creative...
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Amazing place,We visited the undiscovered island of Malusi...
Thanks. I'm about to experiment a whole lot more my friend.