Logan Solo

Life is a mirror and poetry is my reflection. 

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Good Mourning
a year ago
I sit inside a modern tomb Beheld my kin, inside death's womb Reminding me how we're all doomed Alone inside a crowded room A coma had just brought me to As I saw the stares run through The disbelief ...
Templar Rain
a year ago
“Why dost thou fret?” inquired the knight Behind his colored shield “Thy face is long, thy eyes as cold As this sword that I wield.” “I’m sad, sir knight.” I then replied My heart did weigh like stone...
Sometimes Goodbye
a year ago
We’ve gone over all we can do, think or say But still, this does not dry the tears for today We’ve tried and we’ve lied; with our hope, fear, and pain But still, the sunshine of eyes became rain We’ve...
We Knew
a year ago
Lullaby epitaphs whispered in tones Showing the impact of pilotless drones A phantasm promise of much better days Gave us our distorted error of ways The sky and the sea, both majestic and blue Have t...