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Random Unsorted Drafts / 10 January 2019

Better be the world of mine,

To stay away,

To shun that which burns,

Too deep the scars of late,

Too long the healing wait,

To feel again something

A craving,

Let others inherit the earth,

Stand tall among words

Written before,

I should smile at this but

Knowing the truth hurts,

so I go

In silence,

Hurt

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.