Island
In my hearth - a flower-
The love in shades of grey
It's petals lacks the rain
of toughts and gain.
On barren hills of facts
the cracked soil appears as sand
Scorched by doubts and fear
the molten tears welcome the pain.
The beat - drums of loneliness
And waves appear again
Hiting skies of red
That crumble on themselves.
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Inspired by Miss Z.
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