Behind this makeshift barrier I sit down and weep.
But the put up bulwark is useless in the face of what lies beyond it, for it's merely a fragile veil between me and my demons.
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Sempiternal Thoughts
PoetryThoughts of a lost soul trying to find its way back home. Because some thoughts are too precious to be locked away and forgotten in the dark crevices of the mind. Some thoughts are sempiternal..
