Digital drawing · doodle · Drawing/Sketch · Line art · noodling · poetry

Phobos Sonata

For today it came as would a normal way,

Yet my mind lives no more in my heart.

For today it loved as the same since yesterday,

Then did my hand left it all behind.

I take a sip of the verse that catered my soul,

Only a spirit of what used to be what past

That judged my sins and crime against myself.

So it is then, i need to see the skies,

I yearn to free my eye,

And there would be no more “me” 

Only which my love to see.

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