Unfinished
Unfinished poems
Filled with giant feelings
In words too small
Which don't describe
By half the whole
Weave of emotions
From the innocent soul
Of a child too small.
Kidnapped from his dragon filled world
And thrown to waste
In a dark reality
Paved with shards
Of blood and altered life.
Forever more twisted
And always left unfinished.
Likewise the words, the dreams
And the futile desires...
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