Free verse № 141362
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I follow the dark path through twisted trees and shadowy hollows through twining vines and tangled trees where a hidden path that leads to the whispers of the autumn winds, as I seek the mysteries of the moon and dance unclothed beneath its gaze. As I let my spirit be beacon, lighting the way through darkness in the end it's love that matters and how your life is truly measured.
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As with the poem you just posted, I think this has good potential but needs work. Have a look round at other poems here, leave comments with people and you should hopefully get other people giving you advice and ideas back.
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