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Poem #68: The Sound

Story by bhscorch1313 on SoFurry

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#69 of Poetry

This poem is about looking back on the things that have drug us down or stopped us from reaching our goals. We are all survivors of some struggle, and we shouldn't let those things from the past drag us down. Enjoy.

The Sound

The sound of ravaging time

Pins me beneath a blanket of honey;

I drown under the sickly-sweet smell

Of truth, lies, and defeat.

My own pride and vanity

Have led me down the path I take;

Echoes of a younger mind

Stir in me a hopeful pause.

I listen for the whispers found

Inside this darkened well;

Drink in the sweet melody

Of lessons I ought have learned.

~bhscorch

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