Poems from Azshara

    Covetous, uncouth fabricant. You are the epitome of my own failure. But, it will take more than water to wash away your scars.   We...
Disappointment. Anger. Sadness. Fear. I'm afraid. Some days are easier than others. Some days it feels like ropes are pulling me into the...
  I'm tired, my eyes slowly shutting even now,  As I pencil in these final words, My final testament of who I was... And what I have...
  Display me proudly; Everyone peering into, The pitch that is my,   Heart. Hollowed out, Picked clean, Polished and pristine,   But that...
  Overhead a flickering light, the bulb is burning out. Empty words hang in the air, teeming with my doubt;  My listless gaze drifts from...

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