I don't know the name,
or purpose,
of that voice climbing out of you,
with its claws digging into the rocky wall of your throat.
...
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Cerulean secrets and crimson wishes for fame, ............... the secrets whern stashed in hide, . yet bloom by the fragrance of flower................oh what a wonderful and powerful imagery, wrought ingenious,10+, thanks for sharing
Lovely poem with beautiful imagery.Loved it! A 10+.