My promise is to me...
The fire in my bones,
Never letting me stop.
The jade in the cave,
Calling with it's emerald drop.
The gold in the sunshine,
Mending me as if a crop.
It is the only thing that can set me free,
That's why it's dear to me.
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Poems
RandomJust a dump of poems I wrote from the depths of my heart you may be able to relate to. Varies from dark sad poems to a few happy ones.
