97777

97777

A Poem by Wraith.

Black landscapes
formed from ash
scuttling reel
gossamer flesh
Crushed stability
Lows unknown
Severing nerves
Letting you go.

© 2015 Wraith.


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sometimes we see such darkness and danger, but if we can overcome that fear...those nerves...then we can let go....feel, not be afraid to feel...

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Wraith.
Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom



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