A-Way From My Ren Poem by Rodion Myshkin

A-Way From My Ren



Can't it be a mole on my soul,
Stop! Lest I reach my goal?
I search within my call,

Wisdom - thought, sought, n now forgot,
Will it ever reach my lot?

Compassion - feigned and designed,
How can I ever truly find?

Courage - armed to break in battle,
A day when I won't rattle?

The Past is my door of choice,
As you found in your voice...

A-Way From My Ren
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Written on 28/09/2018
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