JustBorn™Kid wrote:orion. wrote:
This is the
obscurity
the oblivion we
all fall into silence shines
upon our words when death
greets us home to our new
world where darkness breathes
and we realize our
thoughts were
never enough.
And I on my knees
I beg, oh please, my moon
my lord, my saviour,
take me
home.
Where is this from?
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- I wrote it a while ago c: It was originally a poem I made for a project in IT class where
we were making websites; I made my website a digital book of poems, with three chapters
describing three different stages in a life.
