"Dark soul.
Let me go.
I can't fly,
can't go.
The key,
it's in your hold.
I want to leave,
the cage of gold.
Your dark eyes,
shine in darkness,
your angel eyes,
will always haunt me."
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
Poem 55
"Dark soul.
Let me go.
I can't fly,
can't go.
The key,
it's in your hold.
I want to leave,
the cage of gold.
Your dark eyes,
shine in darkness,
your angel eyes,
will always haunt me."
