All that remains is a voice
That crumbles into thousands of dreams
Atop the sea of the tears
And two white eyes that seek refuge
Flying as larks to rest
On the moon’s shadowy, silvery breast
Ideas with Ink
Collection of Original Poetry and Prose #CanadianTeenAuthor #IdeasWithInk
Ideas with Ink 
aj, very fine creation! Mature, like it was written by a 30+ year old poet/artist. Life must be happening very fast for you? Keep chuggin’ and keep creatin’ (as we articulate here in the South). “Take care of your Soul and your Soul will take care of you.” – b
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