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"For a place so full of stories
Libraries are awfully quiet
There are tales of many, yes,
But the walls seem to deny it
So I set off on a journey
For the fairytales tune
Of dragons, gold, and men
That turn to beast under the moon
And they led me to the doorstep
Of museums guarded walls
Where fossils waited for me
To finally answer their calls
'cause I'd spent a lifetime reading
Every page the bookstore owns
'Till I found the greatest stories
Were the ones told by the bones."
-@TheLadyMissulena
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Wilted Roses | Original Poetry
PoetryA Poem book following dark themed word prompts. See my profile for different themed poems! Also, the word prompts are dark themed, but the poems themselves aren't necessarily dark. Some are actually quite the opposite, you might be surprised, consid...
