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#nightdwellers Gravestone poetry, Monolithic scribing made In the witching hours, privately On your own, Sitting with your back, To a gravestone.
No one will truly understand. The sacrifice and hell. That all those we remember. Truly felt. Painful memories haunt. Their living souls each day. Some memories too painful. To say.
As I listen and I watch. The sights and the cries. My mind is just racing. And there are tears in my eyes. How this could happen. I really don't know. The confusion on my face. It really can show.
Gonna start uploading my vast collection of poems I have written.