In this life, we come to stare, upon this hollowed heath that marks us bare. Life that we bare holds, many sorrows and fears, like shadows in the dark they come merely to stare. Taunting, teasing faceless shadows that play just out of sight, within the darkened veil of our regret. From within the hidden night we cast our hope in to the sky, to create the stars that might lead us in our way. From upon this hollowed heath, into the sky that bares our dreams.
I'm bored at work so I thought I'll write this, please comment



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