Broken shell and lonely shores,
wild winds and horror roarz,
emptiness prevails darkness for sure,
deep silence of thoughts in the hours,
striking clock moves no more,
gathering stones from the wall of ore,
hurt is forever pain matures...
avoiding the past and future assures...
everybody promise no one endures, , ,
falling apart with guilts so pure..
regreting things purely yours...
staying awake scratches cure....
You find the basic of living, from east and west and dig the feeling from south to north, until u grasp a sphere surface of the real emotion...and done to this poem...heartfelt! keep writing sunshine...always shine at night channeled by moon_Unwritten Soul
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striking clock moves no more, gathering stones from the wall of ore, beautiful!