A flicker of light
just waiting, for what remains unknown
ever still now, it remains as it was
People waiting for a train to come
to a station that never existed
yet still hope stands
silent as a stone hidden away in the sands.
-Eight
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PoetryA Collection of Poems written by yours truly you can thank me later, but preferably now :] ______ Energy inside,Never growing Trapped inside, sentenced for life lock up the key and close my eyes helpless to find a better peace of mind leave me to...
