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Poetry

Started: July 10, 2017 #18 in Poetry (July 28,2017) Completed: Aug. 1, 2017 Let me sing a fettered melody, A sonnet from a shattered soul. 💔

xxviii. the broken compass

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by charliesaints16

by charliesaints16

As we went
On our own
Separate ways..

You walked in bliss,
Towards
The Eastern Dawn.
And left me
Venturing in agony
Towards
The Western Dusk.

We used to be
Like the
Northern Euphoria

But now..

It went downhill -
To the bottomless pit
Of
Southern Dysphoria.
💔

A/N:
Let the Compass guide you, and break the code of this poem. ❤️