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The Lighthouse of My Life

Sometimes

On the darkest of nights

When the rumbling sound

Of unknown fears

Crawl in through the walls of

My half broken mind,

I look out.

Wreckage lies

Afloat on stagnant dreams

And the stench of pain

Clogs my senses :

Till you reach out.

You draw me into your warm space

Like a lighthouse on a cursed night.

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  1. Simply superbπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’š

  2. It’s like lucid thought on paper, heard of lucid dreaming,but poems make me visualise. As usual. Jaya beautiful.

  3. So beautiful πŸ’šπŸ˜

  4. So beautiful, ma’am. πŸ’š
    β€˜Like a lighthouse on a cursed night’ is such a powerful expression.

  5. Thanks so much Moonmoon πŸ’š

  6. You create magic with your words! Just wow!!!!πŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’š

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