My mind is a forest
Trees of thought
Swaying in the breeze
The sunshine brightening everything into almost perfect clarity
I wonder
Is this the calm before the storm?
Is it the eye of the hurricane?
Or is it the silence left behind a tornado?
Should I embrace it,
Or brace for what is to follow?
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Hey guys! So this is the first of a few crap poems I've written over the weekend. I'm in the process of writing some (hopefully....maybe) better ones, and I'll post them as soon a I'm finished with them❤️❤️.
Love you guys
Stay beautiful 🙃
-Eris
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In the End, I am only Words
RandomAfter I am long gone, what's left of my voice will be words. I've done the best I can with them, so hopefully they'll be alright. I might post poetry, short stories, or other maybe even song lyrics. I guess we'll see. Hope you enjoy. The second book...
