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His Damnation ~ #poetry

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos


He sleeps through the night

Rages of a storm, his dreams

Scattering, in the wind

Drenching, as rain pours

Against the windows

This is his life, his imagination

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He sleeps through the fight

Emotionless, visions extreme

Thunderous, a time he sinned

Soaking through, to his core

Now left alone, like a widow

This is his life, his damnation

©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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