poetry

forbidden magic from the days of old…

within the screams, of what… seemed like foreign tongues to me. i was lost upon the thoughts. that i could’ve swore, died in the days of old. until i heard a single whisper. coming from somewhere, beyond me. rattling this old soul. as a forbidden magic, started to stir. i may have lost my way, a time or more. but for all the love pains, i’ve had to endure. it just makes me want it, that much more. as my heart… wanders to yours.
-joshua ryan stewart

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