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Depressions Grimm

Depressions Grimm

Too far within the neverending maze of your mind

Where your shadows wander ready to bind

Searching for a glimpse of light you will never find

Consumed by sorrows slow pains

of solitude and gloom

Here there is nothing but dark haze's blinding stains

that lead to a lonesome tomb

The sadden creature creeps 

deviously approaching at a whim

no one to hear your silent weeps

Your path to dim

Stuck in Depressions Grimm. 

                                             Cristina Hill

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Cristina Hill
 

Good write, thanks for sharing the depressed moods, 

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Cristina Hill

Good poem dear Artist, I love it, I wish to feature your poem in my COSMO Column POET'S PEN, with your permission,

he sadden creature creeps 

deviously approaching at a whim

no one to hear your silent weeps

Your path to dim

Stuck in Depressions Grimm. 

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Cristina Hill

yes that would be fine. I'm so glad you like it. Thank you!

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Artist/Poetess Christina Hill,

Your poem has been appreciated and featured in my POET'S PEN, Keep writing more and more poems, Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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