Fantasy, Poetry, fiction
Posted on 16 November, 2016
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Fire rained over our heads fume from the rocks seethed out of the ocean Everything is quiet now Except the gulls who shrieked and shuffled happily Their meals now properly boiled
Category: PoetryTags: amwriting, fiction, Poem, seagulls
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Bones are that which keeps you here
Turn to dust and your soul will yield
Forgive this old fool
For the mistakes he’ve made
Leave me be and let the past fade
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