It's been a while since I wrote a poem. I felt inspired last night. I hope you like it.
It seemed impossible to find
common lines to form, space,s previously torn
a peace which that was born
A brief exchange
enough for heal
of broken dreams
shattered souls-let thy sword fall down
Perhaps, the mend, is just a mend
After all, mends still carry scars
But as scars tell a story, from which we let unfold
So will this mended tear
So will this tired space
a space where a common line formed
a peace which that was born
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