Was the night always this dark?
The day always too bright?
The air always this cold?
The sun too hot in its light?
The sound this painful?
This quiet so intense?
Or did I lose too much in the pyre
That set the objects of
My caraphernelia on fire?
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Pandora's Box
PoetryA collection of poetry inspired by everyday life, love, pain and heartbreak. Basically my thoughts and reflections. Each poem, a reflection of either the words in my heart, the words in my mind, or the words on my tongue. Almost always though, they'...
