Her soul was a feral cathedral, 
a river running through it.
Where lovers wounded sonnets etched the walls.
And long lost loves were found again.
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The Long Way Down by lemonkyno
The Long Way Down
Poems i randomly write that usually have no connection to my real life because I don't make sense ¯\_(ツ)_/¯