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Miles and Miles, the isles file away,
Walking past, walking fast, and I find myself astray,

Bleeding deep and needing peace,
Let fly one more tear,


I find myself in need of that which I never knew I never had,

But wait,
The novel forever unfinished,
Read me one more page.

~Robert van Lingen
Tehreem Feb 2016
On the paper of life
We wrote the stories
Of love and emotions
With the ink of pain
Dusted with the glitter
Of broken dreams
The words of loss
Bleeding from the pen
An unfinished tale
Of ruined beings

— The End —