Thoughts flutter faster
than a humming birds wings,
everything shatters.
Slivers of blood trickle down,
The truth splintered–
Lingering just out of reach.
The world colder now,
innocence gone,
Never foreseen in the same sun again.
Hope still remains after defeat.
So I wrote this a few months ago for a poetry workshop and I received some great feedback from my peers. I decided to revisit and revise this piece. I hope you enjoyed it.
Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one remember to turn on the light.
–Albus Dumbledore
Writing Natural 
Very nice piece. I mean… I don’t write poetry, but I love to read it. I still say it’s good.
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Thank you so much!
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I think you should keep this format and theme. It’s got the type of format where you would HAVE to click the post to see the rest of it, so then you’ll know which posts do best and can actually get individual views. Nice poem, also I’d suggest you’d categorize specifically and maybe individualize categories of poetry.
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Thanks for the feed back. Yes that is exactly what I wanted. I’m still in the process of organizing at the moment. Thank you for the advice and read.
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