My deep seated passion to create to elaborate filling the pit within with words emotions hidden sin fades in the utter stillness of an autumn day my placid heart beats in time to the soft whispers mine oh mine to give the full evening grace a smooth body a fair face delicate as new fallen snow covering those that move that go fumbling in the dark, dark night ever searching for the light unaware of angels silent plight
Reason for writing:
It was one of those perffect autumn afternoons. Normally I hate writing ryming poetry, because i feel I'm not good at it, but I'm faintly proud of this one. Comments?
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