pathways
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The pathway home,
will take steps
to places inside Death...
I will carry you,
for the road after,
and our hearts fall closer...
As worlds away,
we soar.
The new darken,
P a t h w a y s
By: SeemsPoetic
I can feel it in my heart I'm already slowing dying
In my mind…
Quiet settles on my lips and on my heart,
Not even a sound the dropping pin brings,
Push down and kicked down;
Not even an echo off these strings.
A garden of white, bouquets of black and purple.
Black and purple
flowers that resemble her bruised memories.
A garden created of pathways,
interconnected,
confused,
and dizzy.
A garden of mazes,
