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In the depths of darkness, a boy once lost, Ensnared by demons, his spirit tossed. The grip of addiction held him tight, A soul consumed by the endless night.
By Crisszia2 years ago in Poets
Each note he plays, a tearful lament, For his lover's absence, a void that's never spent. The melodies, like whispers, drift through the air,
The girl moves with grace, like a woodland sprite, Her spirit, radiant, in the soft moonlight. Amongst the trees, a sacred bond is formed,
In a wintry home, where Christmas cheer should grow, Stands a haunted tree, with an eerie glow. Its branches, adorned with memories of old,
In a world where gravity does not bind, A house takes flight, leaving Earth behind. With walls of wonder and a roof that soars,
Beneath the azure skies, where waves gently roll, An angel emerges from the ocean's soul. With wings of iridescence, she takes to the air,
Their steps leave imprints, a delicate trace, A girl with white polar bears, in a harmonious embrace. In this wintry realm, their bond is profound,
Her brushes lay still, untouched by hand, A creative fire, no longer fanned. The canvas, blank, echoed her despair, A girl painter, burdened by artistic wear.
Her armor gleams, a symbol of her might, A shield against darkness, a beacon of light. With a sword of determination, she fights the fight,
Through perilous landscapes, he treads with resolve, Through mountains and valleys, his spirit evolves. He faces trials and battles, his determination unwavering,
His eyes reflect the ocean's depths, a cerulean hue, As he explores the mysteries hidden from view. Amongst the seagrass meadows, he gracefully dives,
On a bridge of whispers, where raindrops dance, Stood a girl with an umbrella, in a vibrant stance. Her fiery mane matched the umbrella's hue,
