Goodbye by Jonas Hyde I swallow the sorrow, and borrow a smile, to make it through each day, but decay has eroded my soul, leaving a lifeless shell, which fell to the void, passing through the motions, the oceans of life, toward the valley of death, my breath suffocates rapt ‘neath this guise, my...
Classical Narrative Poetry and Episodic Storytelling
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