The core is shattered the one the all, a strength United alone we fall.
Come heaven or hell do we seek, to climb the metaphorical mountain steep. Split into three or four or one, the body is hurt the mind is done.
Peace is what we seek a tremendous effort, so to speak. Hello and greetings goodbye and farewell, at the end of the day our mentality is our own personal hell.
broken into four the core is unwell, I am the sadness the hardship the troubled mind. the deepest sadness perfunctory sublime, the sorrow afraid to be shed at all, dark and sad but true and kind.
Ally is a friend to all, she is loved above the call, cute kind and caring too she's the core for the 2+2
Mother Lorelei is here as well, the kindness and caretaker of our hell, mother is comfort when alone at night, carry our fears and worries alight. she never yells and is always kind a true beauty a Devine light, her name sounds just right.
I try to forget her existence to no end, the brash fighter and caring friend. Aila Nault know not at all, tho does not offend when she hears the call, a truer friend has never been.
we are the self the four the one, a pleasure I'm sure we abandon none.
our life has been extremely hell, half the time I'll and unwell.
hello and greetings, goodbye and fare well Cora Minuet Snow, a poet true and good friend to know.
©cora-snow
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