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For most of my life I lived in Seattle, Washington in tell after graduation when I moved to Minnesota. My two passions are music and writing. I tend to like dark themes, but enjoy a wide variety of music and writing.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Regret

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Zanbar's pleas go unheard The truth's go unseen Residing in his fire home Thoughts stab corners of his mind Rocks jut here and there Upon a desolate waste land Only zanbar could find beauty here Where no one dares to tread A lava river twists and turns Bodies impaled on spears You'd think it was the pits of hell Home this has become Zanbar sits quietly on a rock His long white beard hanging down His eyes weighted down With years of sin built up A dragon's head in his lap Mindlessly stroking his one true friend The signs of a human are seen For the man they claimed a beast With an image in ...

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