blessed be, a thought
imbedded deep in the ground
a hidden jewel too muddled to be seen
foretold of suffering, left to rot
-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...
Jewel
blessed be, a thought
imbedded deep in the ground
a hidden jewel too muddled to be seen
foretold of suffering, left to rot
-eight
