water in the shadow Pushing I feel cornered to the free blood is sailing down to my fingertip to eternity so here is my faith on a end my heart pushes, it pushes my friend muscles in the body relacses the heart pushes the heart ends then it pushes again life has stopped runned out from a temple out from the sorrow in the nature Eternity it is healing in water of sorrow
Reason for writing:
i write my poems in native language(that is norwegian) so it
may be that some things have been meltet away in the transilation why i write is: we all have feelings and mine i write down. i got inspired to submit it because; i saw that i could submit it (and maybe get a recomandation of whats wrong or bad whit it, maybe i would hear if it was any good at all(if it is) :) seeing ya
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