Under the cover of wanting the old ones sleep
On the cold mountain of wanting the oceans cry
In the coldness of space the monsters wait
The time now has come too late
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NaPoWriMo 2015 Poetry
PoetryThe poems that I'm writing for NaPoWriMo 2015. (All of them are short)
All I Have Is My Thought
Under the cover of wanting the old ones sleep
On the cold mountain of wanting the oceans cry
In the coldness of space the monsters wait
The time now has come too late